"Calm down. Everything will be all right," Eric whispered as he placed a hand on the healer's shoulder.
Rafe turned to him, his eyes already glistening with tears. The second-in-command knight also looked deeply concerned about their situation.
The healer lowered his gaze, struggling to make up his mind. After a moment, he looked up and said quietly, "I need to get out of here. Do something!"
Eric and Noah exchanged uneasy glances at his plea. It would be almost impossible for Rafe to leave and search for Callis within the vast palace grounds.
"Don't make a rash decision," Noah said in a low voice. "Perhaps we can talk this over—"
"You know that won't happen! Not with him!" Rafe kept his voice as low as possible so the Mederian officers would not hear him, but his anxiety was plain on his face. There was little chance he could keep it under control for much longer.
"Just find a way to get me out! I can manage!"
