Chapter 60

Ayla woke up gasping for air. Her head was pounding so hard she could not think because of the pain.

Rhobart, who was holding her in his arms, opened his eyes and looked at her with concern. “What’s wrong? Another nightmare?”

“My head hurts.”

The pain was excruciating. Tears were coming down her cheeks. Her mother’s amulet was warm against her skin.

Rhobart picked her up in his arms and left the room in a hurry. When he stood in front of Milton’s door, he didn’t bother knocking.

“Milton, wake up! I need your help,” Rhobart said loudly as he entered.

“What time is it?” Milton mumbled.

“Forget about the fucking time. Ayla is in great pain. Do something!”

Milton got up, put a tunic over his bare chest, and went to grab his herbalist bag. “Put her on the bed,” he instructed Rhobart.

Rhobart gently laid Ayla on the bed, and when he took a step back, she grabbed his hand, scared he would leave. Rhobart squatted next to the bed and brushed his knuckles against her cheek. She leaned i