"Have you eaten properly?" Adrian asked as he teleported back in the mansion.
Forgelet was sitting quietly in the garden.
She looked better than she had the previous day, though her shoulders still slumped slightly, and the usual vigor in her expression remained absent.
"Yes, I'm alright." She nodded with a faint smile. "Thank you for preparing so much for me."
Adrian smiled back gently. "Most of the credit goes to Ariana. I barely did anything."
His gaze shifted toward the silver-haired woman sitting nearby, who was holding a small plate while smiling softly in return.
Beside her, Annabelle had already fallen asleep, her head resting against Ariana's shoulder.
Adrian looked back at Forgelet. "Do you need anything else? Did you rest properly, or should you sleep a little more?"
She had only arrived the previous night and managed to rest for a few hours at most.
