Soon, The old woman's laughter turned into gasping sobs. Her frail body trembled violently before she suddenly slumped forward. Losing her conscious completely.
Cassian moved instantly, catching her before she could hit the floor. He carefully lifted her and placed her onto her small bed. Her breath was very shallow, that made Cassian knit his brows in worry.
He kneeled down in front of her bed and gently place his hands on her wrist, trying to gauge her nerves. Then he sigh in relief as nothing was wrong. The women was probably very weak and needed rest and all the emotions had taken troll on her frail body.
He covered her with a thin blanket, his gaze lingering on her sunken face. This woman had nothing left but the pain of her past, yet she had given them a warning—one that could not be ignored.
