"What are you doing? She is dying!" Arthur shouted at his foster parents. "Her body is cold. She isn't breathing. Her pulse is weak. Why on earth are you acting as if nothing bad happened to her?!"
The leaders of the desert tribe casually spoke, "Relax, she is way better than before. After healing you, she didn't even show any signs that she was still alive for two days straight. I even thought of burying her. But for some unknown reason, her body wasn't freezing like a dead human. So we waited. Two days later, I mean yesterday, she finally got a faint pulse. She is recovering slowly. She will live."
"...What…" Arthur didn't know what to say. His head was empty.
The chief's wife said, "Look at you being all worried. It looks like my Arthur has finally got himself a true lover. If it wasn't the case, would you care about a girl like that?"
