Fae Aurora quickly examined Liora's wound, which hadn't been properly treated and was still open. “My dear, this needs a tight stitch. The wound is too wide.”
Upon hearing this reality, I rushed to the guest room balcony, shouting as loudly as possible so the Guards stationed below could hear me. “Guards! Bring Healer Cruz here immediately!”
Time seemed to crawl as we waited, the sound of Guards' footsteps approaching echoing through the quiet night. Moonlight softly illuminated Liora's pale face as she endured the pain. Fae Aurora stayed by her side, compressing the wound with a wet cloth to prevent further bleeding.
Shortly after, the bedroom door burst open. Healer Cruz, a middle-aged man with gray hair and calm eyes, hurried in.
"Quickly, show me the wound," he said in a low yet f
