((( Rhio POV's )))
Time passed by me swiftly while everything was in pitch black. Niel's footsteps were the first thing I heard as I drift back to my senses. He was studying some radiographs against the morning light by the tall windows of my own room. All the burgundy curtains and the casement windows had been spread open to let the light in.
"Stay still," Niel advised without looking at me. "This is most probably due to a relapse of your injury when you were young. You fell off a speeding horse, remember? All because you've been so confident that you've mastered equine riding without the trainer to escort you. Hard-headed from childhood up to this day, I see."
I puffed loudly at his reprimanding, "How long will I stay like this?"
