MARIETTA
They had managed to stop Crista’s stab wound from bleeding but she still hadn’t woken up. The physician had said we should give her till morning to wake up and I knew it had only been a little while since then but the physician had also said that she might not make it till morning. That had been the most terrifying thing I heard all my life and I still couldn’t get it out of my head as I stared at Crista.
I was lying next to her on the bed and listening to her shallow breath while holding her hand. I was feeling quite cold seeing as I was only in a robe but I didn’t want to leave her side even though Mercer was also here and he would definitely raise an alarm if she stopped breathing. The physician was here and he was making a potion for if she wakes up… when she wakes up.
Merc
