Madriod's POV

Madriod's eyes were filled with concern as he gazed at Elsie, her face pale and drawn. "Elsie, you look exhausted," he said. "Why don't you come up in my room tonight? We can talk more in the morning."

Elsie's closed her eyes, and swayed her body slightly as she stood up. She nodded weakly. "Okay, Madriod. Thank you." She said in a voice that was barely above a whisper.

Madriod felt his heart melt at her tone as he gently took her hand and led her to his room. He helped her onto the bed, pulling the covers over her trembling body. He wrapped his arms around her,...