"So adorable."
Feeling the boy's yearning in her arms, Ivyst's heartbeat quickened slightly.
Not just through the lens of a dog's instinct but even judging from the perspective of a human male, he was extraordinarily gifted and strong.
Thinking this, Ivyst subtly adjusted her posture to match his movements, while slowly reaching out to cradle his face in her palms.
The boy's fervent breaths and his rapid heartbeat, they all screamed of his poor condition.
At this moment, his ocean-like blue eyes were filled with dazed bewilderment, his lips unconsciously murmuring fragmented words.
"Your Highness... Your Highness..."
"I'm here."
As if trying to ease his unease, Ivyst gently brushed aside the wisps of hair on his forehead, responding earnestly and softly to every call of his desperate yearning.
"Miss Witch..."