ISOLDE

We reached my chamber, and I went straight to my sister.

Elsa was lying on my bed, pale and weak, while Daze sat beside her. His eyes followed every breath she took, his hand resting protectively over hers.

He had carried her here last night. I still remember how fast my heart had raced when he brought her in his arms, her body limp, her eyes closed. I’d asked what happened, but all he said was that she fell.

She fell?

From where? How?

No answer that made sense came from either ...