The eyelids that were hiding hidden gems slowly lifted, revealing a pair of beautiful golden eyes beneath.
As soon as he saw that dazzling light, Alexander shut his eyes and raised his hand to block it.
His brow furrowed when he touched something wet. Alexander removed it from his forehead and opened his eyes to see what it was.
Nonetheless, he abruptly sat up after a wet towel in his grasp came into view, and hastily clutched his head the moment a wave of dizziness swept over him; he felt lightheaded.
'That's right… the war–no, Damian…'
"You're awake?"
Alexander turned to the voice and an old man was seen lifting the tent's curtains.
"...yeah."
Fedel walked towards a table and poured some water into the goblet, he then gave it to Alexander.
"Thanks."
He received the glass and drank it. However, he stopped drinking when he saw a white-haired boy who was lying on the bed across from him.