Lyria turned just in time to see Fenric fall.
"Fenric!" she called out.
She quickly placed his head on her lap, and only then did she notice he was even paler than before. The butler immediately called the private doctor before leading Lyria, who carried Fenric, to his room.
As she entered his room, the scent of blood assaulted her nose. She gently placed him on the bed while holding his hand.
Not long after, the doctor arrived, and Lyria excused herself, waiting outside the door.
Not wanting to worry her parents, she called her mother to inform her that she would be coming home later since Fenric was sick.
After a while, the doctor came out, and Lyria quickly asked, "How is he doing?"
"He is fine now," the doctor replied. "I already gave him some shots. But someone will have to check on him in case he develops a fever."
Lyria nodded in understanding. "Can I go in and check on him?"
"Yes, but he is already asleep."
