Kaelen’s POV
Drawing my breath, I sat up, panting. I swallowed hard, unsure of where I was. Slowly, the person seated beside me came to view. His gaze rested lazily to the side with his head slightly tilted in my direction.
He held his walking stick calmly exuding a calm aura even though he was dressed in ragged clothes. But I couldn’t shake off the fear in me. For a moment, the room I laid in was unfamiliar.
“You’re awake,” the voice didn’t come from Lenal.
Asher took a seat on the bed, eyes glimmering with worry. “Are you okay?” he asked, cupping my face.
I didn’t respond. “How is she?” he asked Lenal.
“Let me,” Lenal said, opening his palm.
I placed my hand on it before he checked my pulse. He hummed, nodding. “She is fine,” he said.
“Why did she pass out?” Asher asked.
“She mu
