"How was Twali?" Ned asked. Turning his head to the clothes he wore. Soft and clean, the white clothes felt comfortable to Ned. He raised his left hand and heaved a soft breath after seeing the ring clipped to his ring finger. Master. Ned thought. Before Sasani could reply, he tried to raise his right hand. But he couldn't, his right arm felt heavy that he couldn't move an inch. It was from the recoil. The recoil of the massive fire spell.
"He was fine," Sasani said. Looking at Ned's right arm. Ned tried to hide his shaking hand by tucking it under his waist. But he couldn't. "He woke up a day before you."
"A day before?" Ned said, turning his head to Sasani. Ned wasn't sure, but Sasani looked more of a lady this time than the Swift hiding under the mask. "How long was I out?"
"Two days," Sasani replied. Then to her right, she reached for a bell that was placed atop the side table. With a flick of her wrist, she rang the bell. It chimed quickly.
