Chapter 211

Scarlett While we were still talking, Claude—who had been asleep earlier—slowly stirred. His lashes fluttered before his eyes cracked open, dazed either from the noise or simply from waking up naturally. “Claude…” I called softly, relief washing over me the moment I saw him conscious. My gaze instinctively dropped to the bandages wrapped around his small body. “Are you okay? Does anything hurt?” The instant I said his name, Archer’s head snapped toward him. Their hands were still clasped together, but Archer’s eyes widened as if he had just witnessed a miracle. “You’re finally awake!” Archer exclaimed, his voice bright with pure excitement. Claude blinked sluggishly and pushed himself up into a sitting position, though he looked slightly disoriented. His voice came out hoarse and dry. “W… water…” I was about to stand and fetch some when a glass was already extended from the side. Kane. He handed it over without a word. Claude accepted it weakly and drank almost desperately, the sound o