#Chapter 46 – My Blood

Celia

I sob at his side, watching him sleep so deeply that he hardly can make out a coherent mumble when I beg for him to heal. He's been bitten by a sick rogue, something that could have the capacity to kill him, and I can't allow that to happen.

I bow my head, resting it against he side of the bed where I kneel, where I haven't moved from in days, just waiting for him to lif