For three whole days I was in the room with Cassandra. I ordered no one to enter the room. One can come in only when the food is brought to us.
Only when the food is brought to us can we enter. For three days, we were consumed by passion without a moment's rest. Am I feeling lustful? Absolutely. Each time Cassandra calls out for medicine, I respond in kind. It's becoming quite frequent. Today, she woke up later than usual, showing signs of improvement. Despite not speaking to me for the past three days, she sat up and gazed out the window today. I was taken aback, but her actions brought me some comfort.
Approaching her, I asked, "What are you looking at?"
Cassandra remained silent, not giving me a response.
"How are you feeling? Any better? I'll be giving you an injection today. Ho
