SOLANA
I lost track of time in the library, exploring new information and speaking to Astraea. She was surprisingly entertaining. By the time I got out of the mini library, it was pretty dark outside. My stomach grumbled, and I winced, rubbing my belly. My husband had gone out earlier, mentioning something about a council meeting. Apparently, it was related to the gunshot incident.
I headed to our room, surprised to find my husband already in bed. He was curled up on his side, a small towel folded across his forehead. I frowned, worried.
Quickly, I moved to his side and gently felt for his temperature. He was burning up again. He stirred, his head moving in my direction.
"Did you have a nice time with the books?" He asked, his voice hoarse. Gently, I ran my fingers through his hair. "A
