~•Amara•~
"How bad is it?"
That was the first thing which left my mouth after Hera had told me about Aden's injury.
"It seemed pretty bad to me. He couldn't even move his right leg at all. The boys had to carry him to the sickroom. That's why I am here. He may need to stay there for more than a day." Though she seemed wary of me for some reason, she still answered me, explaining everything to me.
"How careless he could be!" The worry in my heart was replaced by rage. I wanted nothing but to snap his head off and then knock some sense into his mind. Wasn't he the best player on the team? How careless he had to be to hurt himself to such an extent?
"I don't really know." Hera gave me a shrug. "I am just here to help him."
