For the following few days, with unwavering devotion, Ariana had stationed herself at Theodore's hospital bedside, hardly ever leaving his side.

The once heavily-bandaged body of Theodore was on the mend, with fewer and fewer wrappings adorning his wounds each day. The progress was so great, in fact, that Theodore had regained enough strength to engage in lighthearted banter with Ariana.

As lunchtime approached that day, Ariana meticulously arranged a table full of nutritious dishes delivered from the kitchen.

With delicate care, she helped Theodore adjust himself to a seated position and handed him a spoon.

Theodore, with bandages wrapped around his head, appeared fragile as he gazed at the spoon in his hand. In a barely audible tone, he remarked, "I lack the energy..."