Inside the Alchemy Chamber, Trudy crouched by the head of Hayden Ashworth's bed. When it saw Seraphina Ashworth push the door open and walk in, it bounded joyfully into her arms. "Seraphina, are you okay now?"
Seraphina Ashworth reached out and ruffled Trudy's soft, white fur, a small smile playing on her lips. "I'm fine. How's Hayden now?" As she spoke, her gaze shifted to Hayden Ashworth, who was lying on the bed.
Compared to the wretched state she had last seen him in, Hayden Ashworth was now much tidier. His clothes had been changed, and his external wounds had been treated.
