(Azriel POV)
Azriel woke up to see Aria walk in with a plate heaped with food and a cup with some hot liquid. Her deep purple eyes were merrily dancing and happy as she almost skipped to Azriel's bed.
"Lady Azriel..." she cried putting down the tray holding her food carefully on a table. "Lady Azriel, something has happened here that has never happened before!"
"What?" asked Azriel, lifting her aching body up with a slight wince. The last week had passed in a blur as a healing witch had come and helped with her many wounds. Her bones had been set and many of the deeper wounds addressed, but she would still take time to bounce back completely. Whatever Nuria made her drink gave her a lot of strength and made her feel much better as well. She wondered what it was and made a mental note to ask Nuria about it today.
Aria twirled around and skipped up and down, she looked so happy.
