At the other side of the palace, Mira was infront of Fredrick's door. She was rubbing her hands and pacing back and forth at the door, talking to herself inaudibly.
When she felt it was time to just face the problem ahead of her, she wrapped two sharp knocks on the wodden door. She waited for a response from the other side of the room but none came so, she went in either way.
Fredrick was lying on his bed but, the moonlight wasn't reflecting into his room. She made her way to his bed and noticed that the window in his room was closed but, he was using his blanket and was sweating but sleeping soundly.
She watched his chest move upward and downward with each breath he took. Her face showed that she was worried while she watched him in his sleep.
