Ugarh's POV
As soon as Lily and Jet staggered through the iron gates of Betmor Quarters, I gave a sharp command. "Close the gates. Now."
The guards responded instantly, the heavy clang echoing like a war drum. My eyes swept over them. Lily looked completely drained. Her face had lost all color, her hair tangled from days of trekking through the treacherous forests. Her breaths were shallow—an obvious sign of oxygen deprivation.
"Get the emergency unit," I barked. "And the healers. Protein-rich food, high-dose vitamins. Now."
Servants scrambled. Within minutes, a tray of food and elixirs was placed in front of them. I watched as Jet and Lily devoured the meal. With every bite, I saw their strength returning. Their cheeks gained a tinge of color, and their shoulders straightene
