"Of course," Fitch nodded, backing out of the room and gently closing the door behind him. Zephyr handed a spoonful of medicine to Rosalind. "Here, you give Lysander his medicine."

"Oh, uh..." Rosalind blinked, a bit dazed by the sudden task, but quickly took the spoon from Zephyr's hand.

She walked over and sat beside Lysander's bed, scooping up a spoonful of the liquid and carefully bringing it to his lips.

Just as the spoon touched his mouth, the medicine dribbled out, spilling down his chin and onto his neck.

"I'm so sorry, I didn't realize Lysander wouldn't open his mouth," Rosalind gasped, hastily setting the medicine on the nightstand and grabbing a tissue to wipe the spill from his neck. She was inexperienced in caregiving, her movements awkward and frantic.

Zephyr watched from the sidelines, his voice deep and seasoned with age. "Do you know how Thalassa usually administers his medicine?"

Rosalind, having finished wiping Lysander's face clean, stood up and silently shook her head. She had never seen Thalassa give Lysander his medicine and obviously had no idea.

"She uses her mouth," Zephyr said simply.

striking

after Lysander at the Royal Estates, but she had

dealing only with the trivialities of Lysander's care. She hadn't expected such closeness

you must understand everything about him and accept his entire past," Zephyr

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to Rosalind's mother, revealing that Lysander would awaken in two months,

another woman, Zephyr wouldn't

not hesitate to call off the engagement on Lysander's

he would fully support her union with Lysander; if not,

words. She was smart enough to understand that he

a few seconds of hesitation, she responded with conviction, "I know about Lysander and Thalassa's past relationship, and that they have four children together. I can accept and embrace all

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