"Ugh..."
A groan crawled up between the young woman's lips. "Visha? Visha! Someone! Summon the physician right now! The Queen is awake!" A familiar voice permeated into her ears as she opened her eyes. Elio knelt beside the bed, holding onto her palm tightly.
He had a concerned frown upon. His eyes were teary. "I am so glad, love. You are finally awake. I have been waiting for your return" A bright smile tugged on Elio's lips. "How are you feeling? Do you want to have a glass of water perhaps? Can you recognize me?"
His tone trembled when the young woman had yet to utter a word. "Elio..." At last, Visha mumbled. Capturing the man's attention. "Yes, my love?" His brows wrinkled. "When did I become the Queen?" A frown tugged. She played innocent and clueless.
