Tillian winced as he realized his body was once again succumbing to the persistent clutches of exhaustion. Gently stroking his wife's hands with his thumbs, he could not shake off the fear that his touch might cause her pain, despite the cuts on her fingers having already healed with Ahspid's magic.
An entire day had passed since the ritual's conclusion, and though Ahspid had assured the Duke of the princess's physical well-being, the extensive use of her innate powers had left her incredibly weak, necessitating ample rest to rouse her from the grip of slumber.
Throughout this time, Tillian had not left Aideen's side for even a moment, steadfastly remaining beside her, tenderly clasping her hands, and silently praying for her to awaken.
Having watched his mentor for some time, King Yuraon finally decided to approach and offer friendly advice.
