"I can't stay here any longer. I have to go back home." Allias said and attempted to get up from the small bed. His rash movements resulted in a piercing pain in his skull and the complaint of his muscles as he fell back down, helpless. Naila watched him as he tried again and again, feeling like his skull was beaten by a hammer. The king groaned, defeated by his own body and let himself rest on the pillow.
"You are not really able to do anything at the moment Alex. I am really sorry, when morning comes I swear I will find a way to complete my potion." she told him. The man stared at her in the eyes, trying to realize if she was a friend or a foe. She seemed honest, her eyes laced with concern as she inspected his wounds. "I started preparing the potion the moment I brought you in just in case, give me some time." she said as she changed a few of the bandages on his arm.