Deidre smiled despite herself.
"Change. We must go," Karma said and stood.
With effort, Deidre rose and went through the wardrobe quickly. She was feeling even weaker after the incident in the bathing chamber. Her fingers had trouble gripping anything on the first try, and her movement felt labored. Her vision was growing fuzzy around the edges, her ability to concentrate long gone.
The sensations were familiar - those she'd begun to experience when she was dying of a brain tumor.
"Karma … I think I'm going to be in trouble soon," she whispered. "I'm dying, aren't I?"
"Yes." Karma's tone was sad.
Again. It didn't seem possible that she'd evaded her fate once only to run into it again as an Immortal. Deidre changed as fast as she was able to.
"Only the blood of your bloodmate can save you," Karma said.
"We need to find the other Deidre and leave," Deidre murmured. "Soon."
"Then come. They will send more dealers soon when they see these have disappeared."
Deidre took a moment to center herself and then strode forward, joining Karma at the door.
Karma took her hand, and they entered the hallway together.