Edward regained his consciousness around mid-noon. When he opened his eyes, he found himself lying in his bed. He blinked his eyes while staring at the white ceiling of his room and frowned subtly, if he was not wrong, then he fainted after losing too much blood right? What was he doing in his room?
A bit confused, Edward tried to sit up straight in his bed. However, as soon as he pushed himself with his injured arm, a sharp pain shot through his body which cleared up his sleepy haze.
"Careful," a concerned voice spoke from the side, causing Edward to turn and look at the woman. Her light cherry blossom-colored hair fluttered behind her and her palm-sized face was covered with worry as she helped him back on the bed. "I am sorry, Mister Edward. But your condition was a bit serious, so I had to take emergency measures."
