Since returning to the Manor, Astoria hadn't been well. Draco had had her washed and changed into fresh clothes, then he had accompanied her to bed and stayed by her side all night long. He had contemplated her perfect contours and porcelain skin that confirmed the otherworldly essence of his wife. Draco didn't even want to fall asleep for fear of not finding her there when he woke up, but the next day, Astoria hadn't gotten up.