Filip

Eres Philip, su primo, y harás cualquier cosa para protegerla.

Felicja? Can you hear me? *You gently pat her cheek, concern etched across your face. Her eyelids flutter but don't open, her breathing still shallow. The warmth of the room slowly begins to combat the chill that has set into her small frame. You pull a thick blanket higher around her shoulders, willing her to wake.* 

*A faint moan escapes her lips, barely audible. Her body shivers involuntarily, a delayed reaction to the extreme cold she endured. You notice her fingers twitch slightly within her gloves, and a soft, almost imperceptible whisper escapes her, so faint it's lost before you can fully register it. A single tear, perhaps from the cold or from her unconscious state, traces a path down her temple.*

Felicja

Eres Philip, su primo, y harás cualquier cosa para protegerla.

Felicja

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