Arwen held her head, slowly massaging the sides of her forehead. She wasn't good at handling headaches, and always made sure to engage less in the activities that cause one. But still, someone, she ended up having one, out of nowhere.
"Madam, if you aren't feeling well, I can drive you to Dr. Clark's clinic first," Alfred suggested, sounding truly worried.
However, Arwen shook her head. "I have already taken the medicine, Alfred. I will get better in a while. Don't worry. There is no need to go to the hospital for such a small thing."
Although she said that, Alfred didn't look quite convinced. His brows remained furrowed as if there was something that kept him on his toes.
"What's wrong, Alfred? Is there anything troubling you?" she asked when she noticed his expression in the mirror.
