HERA’S POV
I woke up abruptly due to gentle touches on my face, and as I raised my gaze, I remembered that I was in Inigo's room.
Just as I looked up, our eyes met briefly, but he quickly averted his gaze, still speaking in a hoarse voice devoid of emotion. He didn't even look at me as he asked, "Why are you here?"
"Are you feeling better now?" I asked in return, avoiding his question.
"I'm fine now, so you can leave. There are plenty of servants outside. Why are you still crowding yourself here?" I could still sense his intense anger with every word he uttered. But this time, I had no intention of engaging with him. I also knew that I was partly to blame for his anger.
I didn't respond and just lowered my head back to the bed, tightly holding his hand.
"What are you doing!?" he angr
