"Eve, can you help me up? I want to see Ariel and Steph's condition." Ella went to the edge of the bed, holding her hand to her friend.
"All right. Please be careful. You lost a lot of blood and have just recovered." Evelyn felt sad to see Ella's melancholic expression.
"Eve, who donated blood for me?" Ella stood up slowly, though her legs were weak and shaking. She relied on Evelyn to walk over to the other two patients.
"That is your father." Evelyn answered briefly.
"I see..." Ella looked out the window. It was morning, so the day had changed.
"Holy Princess, please forgive our inability to protect you." Steph smiled weakly.
"You don't need to apologize, Steph. Everything came unexpectedly. It was not us who were weak, but our enemy who was too strong for us to face. He is the Emperor of the ancient era. I am glad you are safe and well." Ella sat on the bed. Steph was currently bandaged like a mummy on a bed.
