Rina thought she would be bedridden for a day but she underestimated her and Ethan's strength.
As a mage,she has rarely trained herself physically; one rough knight was enough to keep her in bed for days.
As for calling Priest,she felt shy whereas potion was an over kill.
Rina accepted the glass from Ethan and took a small sip. The cool water soothed her dry throat, and for a moment, silence filled the room. The morning sun cast a gentle glow across her face, highlighting her soft features and the faint tiredness in her eyes.
Ethan sat back in his chair, watching her quietly. "You should take a few days off," he said, his voice calm and even. "You've been through a lot lately. Both physically and mentally."
Rina placed the glass down and gave a faint smile. "You make it sound like I'm fragile," she said softly, brushing a few strands of hair behind her ear.
"You're strong," Ethan replied. "But even strong people need to rest sometimes."
