Nightingale came out of the Mist once Roland fell asleep. She gently helped him to tidy up the blanket and covered his exposed arm. She stood quietly watching him for a moment. Then she left through the floor silently to go back to her room.
"Haven't you slept yet?" Nightingale was slightly surprised to see Wendy still reading at the bedside.
"I'm afraid that what you're doing is wrong!" Wendy stared at her. "His Highness isn't a child. Is it necessary to take care of him until he falls asleep?"
