The room was dark as the only source of light shined brightly outside. An auspicious moon .
"Hmm!"
A pain shot through her head and seared through her entire body. She tried lifting her hands but found it strangely heavy, not from numbness or pain either, but from what could be considered an extra weight.
She tried pulling her hands away but the person clung tightly to her like an insecure child.
What the hell is this?
She could only utter profanities under her breath as she attempted for the last time, yet, the situation got stickier.
She gave up and tried to understand her environment, from the weight and broadness of the arm she could deduce it was a man holding her.
Daejong? Nah! definitely not him. He has hairy hands.
Her older brother?Nope! He wouldn't dare hold an injured person in this manner, and definitely not her.
