***TWO MONTHS LATER***
**Clarissa’s POV**
"My Lady," Matthias says, his voice calm and gentle, "Doctor Anne asked me to deliver this to you." He extends a small, brown envelope toward me. "She mentioned that she'll contact you once she's finished with her surgery."
I accept the envelope from him, noting the official seal that holds it shut. "Thank you," I respond, my tone appreciative. I contemplate opening it right away but hesitate as Matthias remains nearby, his curious eyes trained on the envelope in my hands.
"You may leave, Matthias," I suggest, trying to gently dismiss him.
"Can't I stay with you?" Matthias asks in a soft voice, his honey-colored eyes glistening with concern, much like a child pleading for a treat.
I'm almost tempted to chuckle at his persistent protectiveness
