"What happened is..." William started, his voice trailing off as he considered how to explain the complexities of the previous night's events. He looked into Isabella's expectant eyes and decided to keep it simple. He gave her a brief rundown of what had happened, the battles he'd fought, the strange occurrences, and the difficult decisions he'd made. He carefully avoided mentioning his emotions, focusing only on the facts.
When he finished, Isabella's face was filled with concern. Her eyes widened, and she reached out to check his body, her hands moving over his injuries with gentle precision. "William, are you truly alright?" she asked, her voice trembling with worry.
William looked at her, confused by her sudden intensity. "Other than my injuries, I don't feel anything else. Why are you looking so worried suddenly?" he asked, trying to lighten the mood.
