Strax heard about the small changes as he lay confined to his bed. His wives took turns telling him about their experiences and their new achievements while he calmly listened to everything he could hear. After all, he couldn't move a single muscle of his body. His body was still weak, his muscles heavy, and there were lingering traces of the battle with Lithara in his mind, as well as the exhaustion he felt after transforming into a Dragon.
At first, he tried to orient himself, but soon realized something was bothering him.
An unease mixed with the relief of being awake, and the first thought that settled in his mind was Sylvia's face.
He didn't even understand why she occupied his thoughts at that moment. They weren't close.
In fact, Sylvia was almost a stranger, someone he had crossed paths with in turbulent situations but never beyond that.
Still, something compelled him to get up, to see how she was doing.
