Chapter 1677

Gilda's constitution was rather peculiar. Her skin felt slightly cold at that moment, but it was soft rather than rigid. Her eyes were shut, and she resembled a sleeping beauty.

However, Severin was unaware that Gilda could still feel even though she was immobile and wrapped in coldness.

When Severin's fingers made contact with her skin, Gilda was startled and experienced a hint of fear. 'Dad? Hmm. It must be him. He probably wants to inspect my condition and check to see if I'm unconscious,' she thought, granting herself some reassurance. Her father, as the leader of the sect, was responsible for her well-being and the presence of disciples patrolling the area. Gilda thus dismissed the notion that outsiders were infiltrating her room. Consequently, she assumed that her father or an elder that he brought to see her was examining her condition to determine if there would be any treatment available.

Deep down, all she could do was chuckle bitterly at her condition. A cure eluded her e