Lira's POV "Hold her head," I said at once as Alia collapsed into my arms.I did not understand what was happening. I turned to Damien, and he was already watching me. His eyes stayed on my face, like he knew something was wrong even before I spoke.Then Lord Marco rushed out of the tent. The moment Alia fell, it was like something snapped inside him.“What’s going on?” he asked, lifting her into his arms. “What happened?”He carried her straight into the tent. I followed closely behind.“Tell me what happened to my daughter,” he said, staring at me. His voice was sharp. “You were with her.”“I was just with her,” I said, struggling to speak clearly. “She suddenly became unconscious. I don’t understand it.”“How can you not understand?” he asked. “Did she say anything? Did she complain about anything at all?”“She said the back of her head had been hurting,” I replied. “That’s all she told me.”Panic spread across his face as he moved around his workstation, searching through bottles
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