Elaris POV
I continued my rounds, and by now, Nurse Mara had joined me, carrying the tray or saline solution and wool along with me. We moved from bed to bed, treating their lesions while I also prescribed other things to the patients that I had Nurse Mara take note of. All the while, my nerves felt like they were about to explode off me.
The hair on my nape stood erect. I didn't need to look back. He was still standing by the door, watching me work.
While returning, I had almost believed my biggest problem would be Karl. It turned out it would be the least expected baby of the three—Torren.
I wasn't sure what made me think he was the cuter and gentler of the three when we were little. How could he torture a man like that's while smiling all the while, like he was enjoying what he was doing?
He was a really sick bastard.
By the time I ended the rounds, my shoulders were sore and aching, and my legs weak beneath me. My knees were a conduit of throbbing pain.
