Yuran watched Princess Tiara sitting beside Arthur Silvera, watching over him and healing him when needed. She drank, ate, and said nothing since her conversation with Oren.
"She needs to eat something," said Yuran to Alan, who was sharpening his sword on the ground. "I understand Oren's reason for overlooking his brother, but why is she so devoted to Arthur?"
"Jealousy is an ugly thing, my prince," said Alan on the ground with a smile. Yuran glared at him, seeming moments from stabbing him. "I kid, my prince. I know that your gratitude to Arthur Silvera runs deep. How is my lady?"
"She gets healthier by the day, and thanks to Arthur Silvera, she no longer suffers from the darkness. Her consciousness, however, remained absent."
"A blessing is still a blessing. It might be the guilt that keeps her asleep," said Alan as he sheathed his sword. "You must get some rest, my prince."