Elyon stood before the bed with a displeased look running across his face as he looked down at the body stiffling lying on it.
Her heart beat was sturdy, maybe a bit more slower than when he first brought her there under Engel's instructions, but she was alive and would be for a days more if he let's her continue in her sleep.
But she wasn't really asleep was she? A voice in his head spoke and he sighed.
He set down the tray in his hands to the bedside table as he stared at her once more, his mind contemplating the wisdom in listening in Engel's instructions to keep awake.
He wasn't even supposed to contemplate about anything, because she wasn't supposed to be under his care in the first place.
