It was already morning when I woke up. I look around, trying to see where I am. It doesn't look like the room in Gisbert's house.
But where am I?
I slowly get up and stretch my arms. I feel like my whole body is already numb from sleeping.
I was busy looking around my surrounding that I didn't realize that someone was looking at me. "I'm glad you're awake now."
I look back and find Lady Nahale smiling at me warmly while holding a tray with a bowl on it.
I instinctively back away when I see the bowl on the tray. I probably got traumatized by the soup they made me drink yesterday that a mere bowl makes me want to run away from the room.
Lady Nahale noticed my reaction. She smiles reassuringly at me. "Don't worry. This is not a herbal soup. It is a porridge made by your Brother. He said you like to eat porridge when you're sick, so I let him use my kitchen." She then walks toward me and puts the tray on the bedside table.
