Chapter 175

With a wave of his hand, Torin retrieved all the silver needles and placed them back in the cloth pouch.

“All is good now. She'll be right as rain after resting for a few days,” Torin said to Jonas.

“Darling, Darling!” Jonas hurriedly called out to his wife.

The elderly woman slowly opened her eyes. When she saw the crowd in the room, she murmured in bewilderment, “Why are there so many people her