I wake up in a pile of sweat. My face buried in the pillow. I look down at the floors, there were puddles of black and red. Oops. Everything still kind of hurts. My limbs feel shaky. My throat feels on fire hotter than a dragon's breath. I hear the door open. I lift my head up. 

"Morning Yi Ku! Are you feeling- *gasp*!" Ralya drops the food.

I shakily lift myself up from the pillows. Rayla looks at blood and black ooze. My mouth still drips it. Ralya runs over and feels my forehead. She draws her hand back. Her eyes were wide. Something floods up my throat. I turn over and I hurl the same mixture. Ralya bends down. 

"Oh Callum..." Ralya mutters.

King Ezra and Soren walks in. They're eyes widen.

"Are you okay?!" King Ezra asks.

"Not really." I say burying my head into the pillow. 

My head still feels like it's being burned. I grip the sheets. I feel like puking, but I doubt I will. My stomach aches.

"Why is this happening to him?" Soren asks.

"Must have to do with magic." I say showing them my white hair.

Soren's eyes widen.

"That's what..." King Ezra started.

"Happened to my dad." Soren finishes the sentence.