I was too gripped by sleep to respond as Zoar put Adrian on the bed beside me. “Sorry Willow, I took too much. He’ll be okay, I promise, but he’s weak. I figured resting by you would be the best medicine.” He chuckled in a sad way and my heart thumped in response. I hated that he was hurting. “I’ll be back to check on you, I’ll guard your room I just need some time to process all this.”
As I heard the doors close I fought my sleep as best as I could. He really had put Adrian right next to me. The tray of my food had been pushed further down so neither of us could topple it over.
Adrian was pale, but breathing. His face was etched in pain and with timid fingers I stroked his wrinkled brow. At my touch the pain vanished from his expression and instead he smiled in his sleep. “-low.”
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