Cedric suddenly remembered the first time he saw Lenora.
She had been sitting by the window brewing medicine. The afternoon sunlight rested on her knees, making her look gentle and serene.
When she saw him wake up, a genuine smile appeared on her tired face.
"You're finally awake. Do you know you've been unconscious for three months?"
Her smile had been bright and pure, striking straight into his heart.
Later Cedric learned the truth.
To save him, Lenora had cut her own arm every day to draw blood for medicine. For three months she never missed a day. Both of her arms were covered in terrifying scars.
She had even climbed the mountain in the rain to gather herbs to cure his poison. The icy winter storm had soaked her through and left her with a lingering illness in her lungs.
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