Orion gathered his wits and inhaled a deep breath to calm down his racing heart. Vitalis Confluxion left much of his energy drained and took a great toll on his body physically, but he needed to compose himself before Lord Eldric regained consciousness.
Speaking of it, the Ashenhold Coven Leader stirred with a groan, his forehead creasing as he blinked a few times to readjust his vision after waking up.
Orion was quick to rise to his feet, seating himself on the cushioned bench beside Lord Eldric's infirmary bed. He suppressed all visible signs of strain, reaching out to touch the older male's forehead.
'Good, his temperature is normal.' Orion breathed a sigh of relief and Lord Eldric's sharp, hazel eyes gazed up at him. 'He should be stable now.'
"How are you feeling?" Orion asked sincerely, quickly withdrawing his hand as he averted his gaze.
