I was mostly unconscious throughout the night. Watching as Edgar twisted and turned continuously in his slumber.
That at some point, I’d stretched out my arm to his head, rubbing it down his messy hair. Hoping for him to find the sense of warmth in it.
Which he did.
His body was still beneath my touch that I feared removing it would make him convulse more rapidly than he did. But I still had to either way.
Morning came like a freight train, however, I had left his chambers before then. He needed the rest more than anything else right now.
Moreover, It would be terribly weird if I were to see him after he’d revealed a lot about himself. Things that I had been the principal blame for.
I now looked over my shoulder to the right as I walked the halls, where Lady Astrid’s room is. There w
