I do not care!

"You should get some rest. I would send the maids to prepare tea for you. It would help you sleep. By the time you wake up, I'm sure you would be better."

With that, Peter opened the door of her room and she walked inside. When she was in, he closed the door behind her. He did not say a word to Arthur as he turned away, walking towards the exit of the corridor.

However, Arthur had a lot to say.

"Peter." He called out. The older man paused and turned to him. Arthur examined Peter's eyes carefully, it seemed that they both shared the same concerns.

"You're worried." Arthur said, he was going to keep his observations to himself for now.

"Hmm." Peter said, nodding.

"I worry about her, she's in danger." He added, looking away from Arthur.

"We should be more worried about her memory." Arthur chipped in. His statement earned him a hard glare from Peter. When the older man realised who it was he was glaring at, he cleared his throat and struggled to keep his composure.

He was worried.