Third person’s point of view.

“I checked on her earlier, she seemed to be out of danger and doesn’t seem like someone who was poisoned, you fed her your blood?”

“Yes”

“Hm, then she’s out of danger, she’s just weak and need some rest”

“Did you check her pulse?” King Wymond asked.

“Yeah, she would be up tomorrow morning, let’s say 6am or 6:30am”

There is a long pause as silence fell on them, they both don’t seem to have anymore words to say.

“Alright” old Sebastian sprang up. “My work here is done and I should back to my lair” he said.

“Hm” King Wymond only hummed in reply....