After calming himself, Rudra stepped out of the study room. Though not entirely at ease, he had managed to compose his emotions behind the usual mask he wore—his cold, unreadable poker face.

Some time later, he and Jaish walked into the quiet room where Rudra had laid Aarya down. Jaish entered first, Rudra following close behind. Their eyes instantly fell on the fragile figure resting on the bed. Aarya looked peaceful, yet there was a strange restlessness in her stillness, like a storm hidden beneath calm waters.