"Aylin!" Rhea yelled as she watched Aylin collapse to the ground. Panic surged through her, and she quickly knelt beside her, supporting Aylin's head in her hands. The rain grew heavier, drenching them both, but Rhea hardly noticed.
"Aylin? Aylin wake up!"
Panicked, Rhea looked around for help but realized they were alone by the pond. She had to act fast. With great care, she lifted Aylin's limp body and carried her back to the mansion, calling for assistance along the way.
The mansion's servants quickly responded to Rhea's distress call, most of who were wondering what had gotten her flustered—the answer to their question lying limp in Rhea's arms.
"Get the physician!" She ordered and the servants scrambled around, afraid of enraging Rhea, "Now!"
The servants hurried to fetch the mansion's physician, while Rhea carried Aylin inside, seeking shelter from the pouring rain. They entered the grand foyer, Rhea's heart pounding with worry as she laid Aylin gently on a nearby couch.