Chapter 322: The ’Expecting’ Lady
Kiev sat by Elis’s side, offering supportive words.
"That’s it... Breathe... Breathe," he told her while gently patting her back. Finally regaining her breath, Elis lay sideways on the floor, coughing hard after the Mederian Prince had blown air into her mouth multiple times.
Relief washed over Eva as she witnessed Elis starting to breathe again. She rubbed her own chest, sharing in the alleviation of the incident. Her anxious maid, who stood beside her, also let go of her worries, and the onlookers breathed sighs of relief as well.
"Lift her upper body and straighten her posture so she can take in more air," ordered Rafe to the Mederian Prince.
Kiev followed the healer’s instructions without hesitation, carefully supporting Elis’s shoulders and gently raising her upright. He positioned himself behind her, providing support for her weakened body.
Elis continued to pant heavily, her breaths coming in ragged gasps. Her once-pale complexion began to regain colour as the rush of blood returned to her cheeks.
Just as Rafe prepared to take further action, Elis suddenly bent over her body. Before anyone could react, the maid opened her mouth, emitting sounds of discomfort.
"Uwekk! Urgh! Urgh!"
The contents of Elis’s stomach mixed with substances poured out from her lips. The vomit smeared her dress, filling the air with an unpleasant odour.
Despite the mess, Kiev, holding her, rubbed her neck and back, displaying utmost concern. His gaze remained unwavering, focused solely on her condition.
Elis gasped for breath, slowly regaining her composure. Having requested water and a clean cloth from one of the onlookers, Rafe held a fully filled glass and the fabric, intending to assist the maid. However, before he could offer them, Kiev swiftly extended his hand.