George's POV
The link, newly forged screamed with her agony.
"Your Highness!"
I heard Edward’s voice tinged with instant worry. Hands, warm and familiar, were gripping my arms, trying to steady me. My vision swam.
"What is it, George? What's wrong?" Edward’s voice seemed nearer now, persistent.
“Wendy,” I finally gasped, the word a hoarse...