chapter-13

��Troy, give me a soft cloth. Hurry,�� Danica mumbled, and she ran to the kitchen to bring warm water. Her brother was sick; she had to take immediate action. All the servants were sleeping in the servant quarter, so Danica decided to not bother them. Rather, she heated up a bowl of water and ran back to Troy��s room. Her fingers were almost burning due to the hot water, but she didn��t care. The pain was nothing compared to the pain Aziel was going through at that moment. Troy handed her a small cloth, which looked like a handkerchief. Danica sat next to Aziel and started to place the cloth on his forehead after dipping it in the warm water and squeezing it properly. ��Shall I call 911?�� questioned Troy, being worried. He noticed the situation of Danica, who was panicking right now. He wanted nothing more than to take away all her worries. He placed his hand over her shoulder, rubbing it slightly. ��Calm down. He will be okay.�� She nodded her head. ��You don��t have to call 911.