~ Seven - Season V ~

As I opened my eyes, I was greeted by a dim room.

I turned to the window and it was already dark outside.

‘For how long was I asleep?’ I thought to myself.

Slowly, I sat up and laid my back onto the headboard. Thankfully, my head wasn’t in as much of a pain as it was a while ago. The medicine prescribed by the healer was so strong, it put me right to sleep.

I looked around the room and tried to think of something that I could do. First thing that came to mind was I could look for James and assist him with the matter at hand. But if I did that, he would only make me return here and rest.

And after what happened, James would never accept my help.

A knock came upon my door. “Yes?” I answered.

The door opened and it was the tortured servant. He was now neatly dressed and carried a tray of food. “It is me, Your Highness, Marcus.”

“Marcus?” I asked as I was about to stand.

“Please, Your Highness, don’t move,” Marcus replied as he stopped for a moment. Slowly, I sat down again and he proceed