It was an hour later before Timothy looked beside him, she was already sleeping soundly.
Just as they entered the departure gate, he received a message from Ashton.
~That girl has a sickness, currently it was twice a year. It may suddenly come while she is out there. She would suddenly fall completely weak and vulnerable for 24 hours, unable to eat or drink on her own. You can still talk to her but mostly she just need to sleep. I leave her to you.~
'She's completely different than how I thought of her.'
He thought as he placed a blanket on her.
'Why do I always have the same question running on my mind? Who are you?'
He knew, of course, all of them knew. She was not the humble birth woman she portrayed herself to be.
Her presence alone speaks of her background.
Suddenly she frowned.
"I'm sorry… I'm sorry..."
Timothy furrowed his brows.
"Don't… leave them… please..."
'Is she having a bad dream right now?'
