Cassie surfaced from Mordret's memories with a gasp.
Recoiling from him, she fell to the floor and strained to draw air into her lungs. She was disoriented and nauseous, hoarse breaths escaping from between her lips as she suffered a powerful vertigo.
Funnily enough, it was the pain that helped her overcome the feeling of being disconnected from the world and rooted her to reality once more.
A dreadful, piercing pain was pulsing in her empty socket, and blood was flowing down her pale face.
Raising a shaking hand, Cassie wiped the blood away with a handkerchief and pulled her blindfold in place, hiding her wound from the world.
"Why are you wearing that?"
Mordret's voice betrayed a hint of curiosity.
"The blindfold, I mean. From what I can see, it brings little to no benefit."
Cassie finally managed to get her breathing under control. She remained silent for a moment, then said in a subdued tone:
"No reason."
