02/08- At The Clinic.

Meanwhile, at the nearest clinic, the sound of light footsteps echoed through the hallway as Aeliana paced back and forth in a state of concern. Her heart hadn't stopped racing since the incident at the masquerade, and she couldn't shake the image of Lucian's sudden collapse after ingesting the poisoned food. She had barely been able to get him to safety, her pulse quickening every time he coughed or winced in pain.

Finally, the healer, a kindly woman by the name of Tessa, entered the small room where Lucian had been resting. She gently lifted a vial of clear liquid to his lips, administering the antidote that would reverse the poison's effects. Lucian had been unconscious for the last few minutes, his body too weak to fight off the toxin. Aeliana, ever the protector, had refused to leave his side, her thoughts swirling with unanswered questions.