Edward's POV
We were impatiently waiting for Arya to gain conscious. Laya has given her all the required medicine, she said it would take some time for her body to answer for the medicine.
Ernest was walking up and down biting his lips, he was extremely anxious.
William was sitting on a small rock, having his eyes glued to Arya. He looked calm and collected as always. He has a special ability to present himself calm no matter how much he is burning from inside.
I was also trying to do the same. Trying my best to stay cool but I was not as successful as him.
Even a movement from one of the servant could make me burst into anger and yell. I was exposing my pain and guiltiness in the form of anger as always.
No one wanted to mess with me so everyone was like froze, they didn't even brea
