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When the doctor's assistant came to help Elias return to his room, he gave a disapproving look towards the pair. It was evident he didn't approve of the amount of undress Elias participated in while he laid in Alexis bed, but Elias chuckled softly and said nothing.

The next few hours consisted of tossing and turning, the Grimm unable to sleep because of the sores over his skin. Eventually, he managed to take an assisted bath and return to his bed, finding sleep in the quiet hours of the morning.

[hr]Elias awoke to the sound of horses whinnying and a servant squabbling at the creature, obviously struggling to have Hundar obey his orders. The man inhaled sharply as he rolled over, discovering Alexis near him. The Grimm frowned at her sleeping form, wondering if she had anything better to be doing than sleeping in what looked like the most uncomfortable position on the planet.

Elias rolled his eyes and climbed out of bed, quickly pulling on his trousers and rummaging through his drawers for a loose shirt that was left open in the middle to avoid irritating the stings.

Over he had finished dressing, he heard a faint knock at the door, answering it to see a maid holding a tray full of food. Elias stood in the doorway and thanked her to her services, insisting he could carry it himself before closing the door in her face.

As he placed it on his nightstand, he sat down and began eating, watching Alexis eyes flutter underneath her closed lids.