"Sheesh!"
A groan emerged from the man.
Kael stirred awake slowly. His body still felt weak, but the pain had lessened. As he opened his eyes, he spotted someone sitting beside him, gently pressing a damp cloth on his forehead.
He blinked.
"Lyria?" he said, jolting up in shock. "You... you're here?"
"Why are you here?"
Lyria didn't flinch. Her expression was blank, her voice flat. "I'm watching over you. Also guarding the room."
Kael narrowed his eyes. "What about the egg?"
Lyria tilted her head, confused for a second. Then she replied, "It's in the room."
Kael's heart skipped. A cold wave rushed down his spine.
'If anything happened to that egg… I'm screwed.'
His mind raced. The promise he gave Carol, the risk of someone tampering with it. He couldn't stay still. He threw the blanket off and stood up, wobbling slightly, but determined.
Just then, the door creaked open.
