As Azriel made his way through the bustling halls to meet Dahlia in her room, he unexpectedly encountered Analice, who appeared visibly distressed. Concern etched his features as he inquired, "What seems to be the matter?" Intuitively, he sensed that her troubled expression was somehow connected to Dahlia. seems to be the matter?" Intuitively, he sensed that her troubled expression was somehow connected to Dahlia.
"She was eating earlier and ran to the bathroom all of a sudden to throw up and now she's running a fever..."
Azriel didn't wait a second longer for her to finish her sentence as he ran straight to where Dahlia was with Analice trailing behind him.
"How are you feeling?" He approached her tenderly, trying not to get too close so she would accept him.
