Red cheeks..

"Hey, stop doing that. You can't run from the situation like this," he urged, holding her hands. They were only inches apart, and their closeness made Ember blush. "Are you running a fever? Your cheeks are red," he noted. "No, I'm not," she maintained her distance. "I think you are. You were sleeping outside while shivering. I will call the doctor." "No, you don't have to call the doctor. I'm fine."

He held her hand and pulled her closer, then placed his other hand on her forehead to check her temperature. Everything seemed fine. "You seem fine, but as a precaution, you should eat porridge."

"Where are we?" she asked. "Let's have breakfast first, then we can talk about that." "Sure," she agreed, nodding her head. She was about to get up from the bed when he stopped her, saying, "You sit here. I will bring breakfast for you." She nodded and remained seated.

Alone in the room, Ember glanced around. It was a spacious peach-colored room with white curtains that let in soft light. The bed she was on was quite large and inviting. She couldn't resist testing its softness, bouncing on it with a playful comment, , " the bed is soft too." yeh! You are right the mattress is really soft in this room, "emir commented with a soft smile on his face, " yeh! That's right "and jump again without noticing that its emir. When she turns his face and see its emir she sits in properly manner.