Connie looked over cautiously and saw the young lady slowly open her eyes on the big bed. Through lamp shades, the young lady's clear, quiet gaze was like a spark that started a prairie fire.
Connie gasped in surprise.
The young lady moved her hands, a flash of green light, and she gently rose, her figure as fluid and graceful as a cloud.
She bent down to pick up Silvia Hayes, who was lying on the floor. Hayes was a bit heavier than her, but she lifted her with ease.
She placed Hayes on the bed, covered her with a blanket, touched her fingers to Hayes's forehead, and chanted a few spells. Immediately, the restless Hayes slowly calmed down and fell into a deep sleep.
Aubree Groove turned around, picked up the dagger from the floor, sheathed it, and placed it on the table.
In the incense burner, the Gaharu fragrance had burned to the end.
After finishing all of this, she left the room, closed the room door, and turned around.