Staring at his unconscious figure, her pupils dilated. She had foreseen this would happen, but why was she so anxious? Getting down from her bedchamber, she dragged his arms up, trying to sit him on the bed. Laying his body down softly, she could only hope and pray to the Almighty that he would wake up soon.

She dressed quickly, anticipating that someone would come at any moment. Hours passed, yet he had not awakened. Fear gripped her to the bone. What if he remains unconscious forever? Unable to bear the silence, she went toward the door, intending to seek answers from Lorenza.

Just as she was about to leave,...