Devon woke up pretty early the next day. Well, he always wakes up early.
He went out of his tent and stretched himself. It was still night, but the sun was slowly rising.
Devon's gaze automatically went to Simon's tent, and he walked towards it, not knowing what came over him. He just went inside the tent.
Only to see Simon sleeping peacefully.
Devon sighed and smiled a little when he saw him sleeping so peacefully, but that peace did not last long, since Devon heard whimpers and a deep frown covered Simon's peaceful sleep as he turned around on his bed.
"No...no...stop..." Simon spoke incoherent words and Devon went near him. He sat down beside the bed and gently shook him. "Lord Simon? " When Simon did not wake up, Devon shook him more harshly, "Lord Simon! Wake up, Lord Simon!" Simon opened his eyes and sat up abruptly.
He took deep breaths as he clutched his chest.
