Selyf silenced her with a measuring look. "I don't know. Our best healers are tending to him now, but as long as he remains unconscious…"
"I want to see him!"
"No, Kara. Mordred is in a terrible state. You must wait until his condition is more stable."
"But what if he dies?!"
Selyf wrapped an arm around his daughter's shoulders, speaking much more gently than he had before. "That isn't going to happen. Mordred is strong; you know that better than anyone. Just be patient and let the healers do their work. They will not fail him."
He silently prayed this would prove true, even as his suspicions as to why the boy had been injured in the first place filled his heart with dread.
Mordred had gone on