"Alright... For now, this should stabilize her Weak beats..." — The Physician announced, careful to not declare how close to death her heartbeat had gone. — "I shall make further examination after she regains more consciousness."
"... She's not in danger anymore?" — Keeping his spot by her side, Orland inquired, forbidding his eyes to leave his daughter's countenance.
"!!" — Aindreas brows raised in surprise at the awareness of the danger the Lady went through by the seemingly calm Father. — "... She is not, Your Grace."
"... Thank you... Talmhach was it?... Pardon my rudeness, the situation just..."
"... Your Grace, there is no need..." — The stunned specialist told the polite man.
"... Dear... Are you feeling better?"
'... I guess..... Those.. we–re...ood.' — The child answered, gaining sufficient power to create shaped thoughts.
