"Now, I'm glad you've decided to give me a chance, little one," Helios said gently. "But you should rest. You're still pale. We wouldn't want your master waking up and worrying about you again, would we?"
"But I want to talk to Mam—master."
Ezra's chest tightened.
'I want to talk to you too.' Ezra thought, heart aching.
He hadn't even had the chance to speak to Lior since he passed out.
He wanted to sit up.
To pull him close.
To tell him everything was fine.
But Helios was right.
"I know," Helios replied softly. "But tomorrow is a very big day. There's a meeting with all the knights, and your master is very important."
"He is?" Lior's voice shifted, curious and bright despite the lingering fatigue.
"Yes," Helios said without hesitation. "A large group of people are in trouble. And I believe your master will be the one to help solve it. To save them."
"Like Crimson?" Lior asked immediately.
Ezra almost smiled.
"Like Crimson," Helios agreed easily.
