The ride to Dankurt was long and agonizing one. Kiran was the one who held me throughout the entire ride. Madea kept chanting healing spells to prolong my life but they did little. I was starting to feel feverish as we journeyed. Kiran kept asking me for directions which I tried my possible best to answer. I remembered Dankurt from Tag'arkh's memories. I kept on mumbling the directions to Kiran who was riding as fast as he could on his horse.
"Arianne, come on stay awake for me!" Kiran pleaded the fear evident in his tone.
I sighed as I snuggled deeper into Kiran's body. "I'm cold Kiran, really cold."
"What? But you are sweating a lot!" Kiran pointed out but I just sighed as I snuggled deeper into his chest.
"The dagger!" I heard Madea yell out. "It must be affecting her! We need to hurry! I fear she doesn't have much time left!" Madea yelled again.
Kiran snapped the reins of his horse harder in response. "Okay Arianne, which way now?"