Cassius stood broodingly beside Cornelia's bed, watching Rose's unconscious form as Felonious placed different kinds of crushed herbs on her forehead.
Cornelia was sitting beside Rose, waving a glowing and smoking stick in front of her nose; Felonious had mentioned that it would help calm her mind.
After placing the herbs on her forehead, Felonious started murmuring silent spells, placing his hand over her forehead.
Cassius was anxious, but he didn't show it; for the first time, he was kind of worried over someone's life, over a human.
His eyes never left Rose for once; he was calm because he could still hear her faint pulse; it was his assurance that she was still living, human.
'What if she died? Would I be happy? Why was I even worrying? Isn't it what I wanted: her death?' He focused harder on her face; it was getting pale, and he didn't like it; he loved seeing the red blush on her cheeks; it showed her beauty and made her look alive.
