"You want me to choke him to death?" Ava asked, her expression that of a person completely fed up.
"Or you could place a pillow over his face. I don't know, whichever way you feel is best," Alaric replied, a smile on his face with his palms facing each other.
"Lord Alaric... Do you wish to die that badly?" Ava gave a resigned sigh. "If the leader of the army suddenly died under your care, then Lady Meren is definitely going to kill you."
"Fair point. Okay, new plan."
Alaric sat on the side of the bed, his legs crossed as he placed one hand under his jaw.
"Obviously, the sickness I had was a complete lie, and I don't happen to be any type of doctor, so I don't know how to cure this kind of illness. That said, I should be able to do something similar to that. Aurora, Laura, Auzure!" he called out.
Immediately, three of his summons appeared beside him, flanking his sides.
