By sundown, Morpheus stirred in his sleep. Aureus, still by his side, hurried from the small window where he had been standing, lost in his won thoughts.
"Uncle."
Morpheus opened his eyes and looked at the young eagle. "Aureus."
Aureus sat at the edge of the bed. "How are you feeling?"
"I am fine," Morpheus looked around the chamber. Not finding anyone else there, he simply looked at his hand. "Was she here again?"
Knowing who Morpheus was asking about, Aureus nodded.
"Did she see me like that?" Morpheus asked.
"Yes, but it was her presence that brought you relief from that torture," Aureus added.
Morpheus let out a weak and helpless sigh, closing his eyes for a moment.
Aureus wanted to say something. "Uncle…."
"Aureus, will you do something for me?"
Aureus didn't have a good feeling about it but still agreed, "Yes…Uncle…"
Morpheus opened his eyes, the helplessness and pleading evident in his voice. "Can you take me away from here?"
Tears threatened to spill from Aureus' eyes, barely held back by sheer willpower. He had never felt so weak and helpless before, not since that one night when he lost his mother and was left alone in the forest. Was he about to lose his only family once more?
"You can't leave from here, Uncle. It would weaken your body even more if you stay out of the spiritual confinement of the healing chamber."
"It doesn't matter as long as you can take me away from here," Morpheus insisted, his voice pleading. "It's my request."
Aureus gave in to his uncle's pleading. "Where do you want me to take you?"
"First, take me to the mountain cave. I can't stay here," Morpheus replied. "Once I feel a little better, take me out of this kingdom."
"You will…."
"I know. I don't mind dying, but I don't want her to see me dying again. She would be hurt again and blame herself for it."
Tears welled up in Aureus' eyes, his voice heavy with emotion. "I…don't want you to die…"
"Didn't I die before and you had already accepted it?" Morpheus asked gently. "Think of it as a little more time you get to spend with me before I finally die. Isn't this better as well?"
"You will die, but your soul… You will be dragged to the underworld…"
"I knew the consequences of changing destiny, and I still did it. That means I was ready for it," Morpheus added, his voice calm. "Trust me, as bad as it looks on the surface when I am in pain, it doesn't hurt that much. It's bearable."
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