Damian watched his friend, watching Calista. It had been an hour since his guest arrived, but the latter did nothing, yet.
"Will she be okay? Can you take care of her?" These were the same questions Damian asked several times. He knew his friend wasn't the type to talk much, but he never said a word after finding out he was called to treat Calista, and it worried the duke.
Samuel let out a sigh. He was aware of the lady's condition the moment his gaze landed on her. He could treat her since it wasn't that long since she had gotten the mark. However, he couldn't comprehend why his good and reclusive friend was hanging out with the lady who had been the talk of the town almost every day.
