His Sweet Attention

Callis let out a pained moan as her forehead creased. Beads of sweat began to form on her brows. She had been sleeping for a while, and her eyes were still closed.

Concerned, Elis, standing by the bed, approached to check on her. The contorted expression on the Mederian Princess's face deepened her worry. She gently bent down and touched Callis's forehead to examine her.

"Oh, no! She's running a fever!" the maid exclaimed in alarm.

Pulling the blanket, Elis uncovered Callis's shoulder by revealing the neckline of her gown. There, she noticed the redness around the area where the princess had been injured. A sense of urgency washed over her.

"This is not good!"

Acting swiftly, Elis covered Callis's body again, knowing that the princess required immediate attention. She hurriedly rushed out of the room, searching for Kiev, who had mentioned going out to get some fresh air before the princess slept.