"Ah!"
Hephis was startled awake by the sudden sensation of falling.
Just as he was about to hit the ground, the young man raised his hand, enveloping him in a golden light and gently guiding him into his arms.
The young man said to the servants who rushed over, "Aunt Anano is having another episode. Take her somewhere to rest quietly."
"My apologies for disturbing you, sir. The noble female must be thinking about the past again." The servant, who had served for many years, seemed momentarily dazed upon seeing the little lion cub, then returned to his senses and said guiltily, "When the noble female Anano first returned a few years ago, her hysteria was much worse. She was plagued by nightmares day and night. We thought she had almost recovered... Alas, it seems the trauma from back then is difficult to truly heal."
"Yes, take her away. She needs to rest well."
The servants led Anano away.
The young man carried the child out the door.
The Archbishop was still waiting.
