Jareth’s face was drawn with worry. “What now?” he asked.
Allison took out a small notebook and wrote calmly, “She’s exhausted. She’s only sleeping.”
She was elderly, had seizures for a long time, and had used up all her strength.
Sleep was the only thing her body had left.
Allison tore a page from her notebook and handed it to a maid. “Please go to the pharmacy and get these medicines.”
One maid left to buy the medicine, while the other brought hot water, exactly as Allison instructed.
When everything was taken care of, Allison turned to Jareth, who was still half-kneeling on the floor. She walked up to him and held out her hand. “Let me help you.”
Jareth, proud as ever, did not want to appear weak in front of anyone. But after several failed attempts to stand on his own, he had no
