FLETCHER'S POV
My eyes travel to Feaubry and Araqiel, who are peacefully sleeping, nuzzling with each other although Feaubry doesn't know that she's with him. She's a very heavy sleeper.
Then, I glance at Maison, who's finally getting back with woods around his arms as he places it on the fire that could give us warmth.
"Flee, what's about Feaubry's condition?" Then, I turn beside her, facing her as she looks at me with a bewilder in her eyes.
I sigh, looking at her as she suddenly frowns, and I say, "I can't perceive what it is but there's something wrong about her condition. Also, Maison senses the sudden change of her health."
"Why? I think she's perfectly fine." I glance at her, shrugging.
"I don't know. I think my sense messes with me. I'm being paranoid since they kidnap her."
"You are thinking too much, Fletcher. I know you are very worried about her but don't be so pessimistic that there's danger coming to her.
