The ambiance of Ceti's recovery room was a gentle cocoon, swathed in the soft, healing scent of medicines, a stark contrast to the tumultuous events that had led them here.
Asher, stepped into the space with worry and concern. He came alone since he wanted to make sure of some things before the others came in.
Other than wanting to know if she was alright, he was greatly disturbed by the words Luna and Lupus said and if Ceti remembers any of it.
The sight of Igrid and the attending physicians, their mana flowing like a serene river around Ceti, provided a soothing bubble that enveloped Ceti's figure.
Upon seeing their king come in, the physicians, including Igrid, bowed deeply, "Your Majesty."
"How is she?" Asher asked with a concerned look as he looked at the peaceful face of Ceti sleeping.
