Sir Alfred’s POV.
Two days later.
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My hands shaked as I carried his body. I helped the guards and some maid servants clean his body. He didn't wake up and I got scared on that day. Some men who were sent to get the exact day for the full moon had not yet returned.
Every single time I moved or attended to a duty, my mind spread through what might have happened and is still happening.
My eyes looked through his hands and I noticed he was getting dry, like a lot of blood was leaving his body.
This was the second day since he fell into a deep sleep and everyone awaited his wake. Walking slowly to the edge of his bed where his legs were off the bed, I smoothed them and covered his feet properly with a duvet.
My heart still pounded at the sight of his face. It was getting dark and
