Her cheek was too warm. Raven immediately touched his hand that was unintentionally removed from her cheek and wondered if his hand was the one that had been too cold. An unusual heat warmed up his palm to a different extent than before. Realizing that he was just fine, Raven hurriedly placed his hand on top of her forehead.
"Seraphina, wake up," he urged, his voice laced with growing concern.
Her slender shoulders shook slightly, but Seraphina was showing no signs of waking up at all. Her hot breath was short as it lingered in the air before it quickly disappeared.
"Seraphina, Seraphina," Raven repeated, his worry intensifying.
Her whole body seemed to be caught in fire when he embraced her torso. Raven instantly exclaimed at the heat that was evident through her thin and soft gown. "Someone out there!"
"What can I do for you, sir?" a maid hurriedly responded.
"Call for the doctor. Now!" Raven commanded urgently.
