Chapter 67

Race sat on a chair near Ivy's bed. His wife was still reluctant to open her eyes. Race took a deep breath and gently reached for Ivy's hand.

"Iv, don't you want to wake up?" Race asked softly.

Race continued to stroke Ivy's hand gently and, after a moment, looked into his wife's face.

"Is this how you recharge your energy? Do I have to keep hugging you so that your magical energy is replenished quickly?" Race asked, trying to figure out what to do.

Race took another deep breath and looked out the window.

"The weather has been great for the past two days, the sun is shining brightly. The black orchids you like have also bloomed, Iv. Don't you love seeing flowers in such clear weather?" Race asked without looking at Ivy.

"Winter is fine too, I'm not injured. So why are you the one unconscious now?" Race asked as he turned to face Ivy.

"Don't you want to see the celebration organized by King Michel for your victory against the northern