A few days passed after the poisoning.
Eric's condition slowly improved, although he was still nowhere near fully recovered. He could finally walk around on his own now, at least for short distances, though every step reminded him that nearly dying was apparently not something the body simply forgot about. His entire body remained sore and painful, especially whenever he moved too quickly or tried to do anything remotely strenuous.
Still, compared to lying unconscious and spitting blood all over himself, he considered being able to walk a great improvement.
Every day, Ryan came to visit him.
At first, he had assumed the man was simply checking whether he was still alive. After all, if he died inside Ryan's residence, the Emperor would probably make the man answer for it. It was only reasonable for him to keep an eye on his inconvenient new wife.
But as the days passed, he began noticing that Ryan seemed to spend more time with him than necessary.
