Third Person's POV

"I want to go to the rooftop." Ivan suddenly said so Rigella stopped arranging his wife's meal. He had just finished feeding it.

He faced Ivan and spontaneously raised his eyebrow. It's been five days since Ivan woke up but she thinks that he's not yet fully recovered so ...

She sighed and touched Ivan's hair, he caressed it. "Ivan, you're not okay yet. Only next time when you can, alright?" he smiled fondly at it. "I'll take you to the rooftop myself, I promise." he added.

"But I want to inhale some fresh air and feel the sunlight, hon. I don't want to be confined here...