Complain

Alexia's POV

I sneezed and jerked my head forward as my eyes fluttered open at the rays of the sun, I wiped my eyes and looked around. These people were here again. The healers. I was so sick of the scent of the herbs that I was always forced to drink, or mixtures that they always applied on my forehead said to cool my head and the ointment they always applied on the surfaces of the wound on my skin. I just couldn't complain as it was for my own well-being. As far as I could remember, I had been laying on this bed for over three days now. And whenever I opened my eyes, I would always see those bald oldies in front of me as if they never left for their house, only if they ever did. I slowly sat up, leaning myself against the headboard and turned towards the youngest amongst the three, who was coming to add something to me.

"Are you guys not done?" I asked him calmly and he shook his head with a little smile that immediately disappeared when the eldest man looked at him. I wa