Crouched by Ella Lacey's side, he positioned the tip of a funnel to her chapped lips, and precious drops of water began to slowly drip into her parched mouth...
His movements were gentle and unhurried, fearful of wasting even a single drop of life-giving water.
Nothing mattered more than her.
He hoped she would wake up soon!
Inside the ring space, Greybe was moved by Arthur's painstaking care.
It spun around excitedly, twittering, "Master~ Master~ wake up~ Arthur has given you all the water~ If you keep pretending to be unconscious, he'll get thirsty~"
Ella stirred as if responding, fluttering her thick eyelashes and batting her watery eyes, gazing dazedly at the stunningly handsome man before her and saying in a dreamy tone, "Ar...Arthur…"
"Little Ella, it's me."
Upon seeing she awoke, Arthur enfolded her into his embrace, his chiseled chin pressing firmly against her head as if he wished to meld her into his body, never to part again.
