<span style="font-family: 'Georgia'"><span style="font-size: 15px">At the sound of Ayaan's stirring, Sebastian glanced up from his book, casting his gaze around for something to mark his book with. He decided on a handkerchief folded neatly on the table beside his chair, tucking it between the pages and setting the closed book on the table. He hurried over to Ayaan's side and perched on the edge of the bed, placing both hands on the boy's shoulders to quell his rising anxiety. <br/>
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"It's all right, Ayaan," he said as soothingly as he could manage. "You passed out during training. Lady Lydia gave me permission to bring you here. Why don't you lie back down? You need to rest." </span></span>