Melody didn't know how long they remained sitting like that, for each minute that ticked by without noticeable changes felt like an eternity. Her tears slowed at some point, her hiccuping breaths easing into more regulated breathing, and still Nora didn't move. She looked more like an angel than a living child — a baby - Nora wasn't old enough to be a child yet.

At some point, Melody reached out to him with her free hand. "She's going to be okay." She stated firmly despite her every thought otherwise. "The healers will help her and she's going to be okay."

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