What is there to forgive you of? Nothing. I hold nothing against you, Aymeric. You have been controlled and manipulated. [ She brushes her fingers along his cheeks again to remove the last of his tears. ] It is not a matter of deserving, Aymeric.

[ Any love he is in need of is given to him freely with no expectations that it is returned. She would give him all he might take if not for the fact he sinks back into the pillows. Alkaid partially smiles at him, taking the blankets and tugging him up around him once more. She brushes his hair down and kisses his forehead to help ease him to the rest of his slumber. All the while, she remains close, ready to be there at a moments notice should he need her.

She drifts off to sleep herself for no more than a handful of hours before waking up to check him. An attempt to rouse him is given with little success. Realizing that he needs more rest, this time she silently slips under the covers to join him. It takes a little maneuvering because she can settle flush against him and allow her eyes to fall shut once more.]