Aria's POV
“Aria!” Logan exclaimed, his voice filled with worry as he caught me. He gently lowered me to the floor, cradling my head in his lap. “Someone, get Doctor Farkas immediately!” he barked to the nearby guards.
I kept my eyes closed, focusing on my breathing, trying to make it appear shallow and weak. I could feel Logan’s hand stroking my hair, his grip tightening slightly. “You’ll be alright, Aria. I’m here,” he murmured, though his tone held a mixture of anger and frustration.
Within moments, I heard the hurried footsteps of Doctor Farkas approaching. “What happened?” the doctor asked, kneeling beside me.
“She said she was unwell in the market and then fainted here,” Logan explained, his voice edged with tension. “You have to help her, Farkas.”
The doctor’s hands were gentle
