Lily's POV
I stared at Andrew with pure horror and sadness. I felt lost and frozen. I was losing all my instincts and sense of logic. My heart rate was picking up. The reality of the situation is really sinking in. I was practically shouting at Andrew. "He's not breathing! He's not breathing! What do i do? He can't die, he cant!"
I found myself slowly backing away from his body. Andrew came and placed his hands in mine at the same time. One of the rogues brought over a med bag that they managed to find. "Lily, look at me."
I did what he asked, but mostly because he ended up using one of his hands to grab my chin so I didn't have much of a choice. "His body is still warm. We can still save him. You need to try. You are a healer. You have royal blood running in your veins. If anyone can
