Lily closed her eyes, Lucius's head resting on her lap, as she meditated and maintained guard for any unexpected threats.
In the middle of the night, she would occasionally open her eyes, casting a watchful gaze over the sleeping figures around her.
She tried to divert her thoughts by pondering various skills, but the recent news had left a permanent mark on her mind.
Sensing occasional twitches from Lucius, she discovered that his wounds had ceased bleeding. Her gaze then fixed on the wound on his chest.
"Grace never intended to kill you; she spared your life," Lily muttered to herself before letting out a sigh.
"Grace... your daughter... I don't know how to feel about that. The fact that you have this person makes me feel strange. What will I become for her? How does she see me?"
