I have finally been discharged.
After so much hard work and recovery.
I no longer need to stay locked up in that hospital.
Now I can go home.
If I can really call it home.
"Are you feeling alright, my lord?"
Arrak asks from behind me, still concerned.
I wish she could stop worrying
"Yeah I'm fine."
"Are you really sure?"
"If I weren't, I'd still be in that bed"
"But what if the doctors are wrong?"
"They aren't wrong, they're doctors"
She thought for a second.
Considering my words.
"But there is a Chance they aren't…"
"And there is a much higher chance that they are."
Arrak sighed.
her shoulders loosened as if a weight was lifted from them
"I guess you're right… Thanks Gerrnan."
She clamped her hand over her mouth as if she realized something.
"I-I'm so sorry my lord, I've been very disrespectful and informal-"
"It's fine, really. I don't care about formalities."
"But since you are of a higher status-"
"I wouldn't say that. You're my mentor after all."
She sighed again and looked at me.
"I-… thank you for your tolerance, my lord. But I must uphold your honor."
"Suit yourself."
She smiled and looked ahead in the direction of the horizon in which we were walking