Thalia sat outside in the early morning light, unable to stay in the room assigned to her.
The mountain air was cold against her skin, biting through the simple tunic the Sharia pack had provided. She pulled her arms tighter around herself but did not go back inside. Sleep had been impossible anyway.
The events from hours ago kept playing in her mind on repeat. After she had comforted Aurelius and he broke down in her arms, he had fallen unconscious. His weight had gone completely slack against her and she nearly toppled over from holding him up.
She had reached around to support his back better and her hand came away wet. Blood. Fresh blood seeping through his torn shirt.
The wound had already gotten infected, angry red spreading from the edges. She really did not understand how he ha
