After leaving the training ground, Arthur walked with Sylvie along a dirt path before suddenly stopping and turning toward a simple yet clean wooden house.
"I'm going to look in on him," he said, pushing the door open and stepping inside.
The light within was dim, and the air carried the faint scent of medicinal herbs.
A knight lay on the wooden bed against the wall. His face was still pale, but it was a marked improvement from the waxy
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