After Felicia Archus calmed down, her family had her sit on the bed and rest more, even though she was already fully healed, even her soul had slightly recovered from the mental anguish that had made her decide to commit herself to an eternal sleep until Zhao Yan returns.
Her mother kept patting her head within her bosom, her expression tender before doing her hair, even humming their family hymn a bit.
Felicia Archus felt intensely nostalgic, nearly crying again, but she was safe and secure within her mother's embrace, able to relax considerably. It was a wide contrast to her bedchamber, which was big, comparable to an Ancestral Hall, making her feel vulnerable but no more.
She could only wonder how her family had suffered while tending to her all this time. Even without Heart Intent, she could sense this hall was filled with negative emotions, but with her up and everyone's mood uplifted, it was no longer there.
