Rhea's heart raced as she sprinted towards the healing pool without a lamp or a robe, the anticipation of confronting Draven about his feelings sending a surge of energy through her. Panting heavily, she didn't notice the pool fence until she collided with it, a jolt of pain shooting through her head. But undeterred, she pressed on.
As she approached the pool, she found Draven soaked in the milky water, his head was leaning back at edge of the pool with eyes closed. He didn't even seem to notice her presence. The exhaustion of his fight was evident on his resting face. Dark circles betrayed his weariness, and she couldn't help but notice the wounds at his upper chest area.
"Draven," she called, and his eyes immediately snapped open, revealing surprise mixed with a weariness that tugged at her heart.
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