REBEKAH stood by a corner of Khol'an chambers, watching with divided attention as Luna Marion administered some herbal mixture to Khol'an.
Her attention was divided because she was thinking about the fact that Khol'an had been sick, and she hadn't an idea. Was she that horrible?
As she watched him groan in pain, her heart clenched, forcing her to look away.
"Are you alright?" Vaelora whispered beside her, and she nodded. It was weird she was looking away from an ill person. Usually, she'd want to pay so much attention to them.
"Please hold him down." Luna Marion said to the sentinels present in the room. They quickly did as she had asked, holding Khol'an down to the bed, so she could apply an ointment on his knees.
"Grrr..." Khol'an let out a growl through gritted teeth, more sweat
