"Done!" said Cerene, smiling at me.
This little Fallen Elf just treated the wounds in my forehead.
Is this wound real? No, this wound was just an illusion because right now, I'm in a place that was in the past and I'm talking to someone dead.
I felt pain but still, all of this was an illusion.
"Where's the thank you?"
"... Thank you."
"Your welcome. Now, take a rest so that your fever goes down."
"Rest huh, I won't do it! There are some important things I have to do," I said.
I got out of bed intending to get out of this place. I need to search for clues or something that could wake me up from this illusion.
Unfortunately, before I could walk out of this room, Cerene pulled my collar from behind.
"Wait, you little girl! You're not going anywhere, I'm not going to let you play around when you're sick. Take a Rest!"
"But I don't want to!"
"There's no other choice then," said the girl who then caught me.
