The Twice-Rejected Luna, His Only Healer
“Fine. Grab some for us too.”
The two guards strolled away, leaving Jake and Greg to continue their watch. As they settled in, the familiar figure of Nurse Sara approached from down the hallway, her gaze flickering with that calm efficiency they’d come to trust. She cradled a small tray with a vial and syringe, and the guards relaxed as she came closer.
“Good evening, gentlemen,” Sara greeted warmly. “The patient requested some medication to help her sleep,” Sara explained, holding up a syringe filled with a harmless sedative.