"Hmn."
Zamira stirred awake only to regard the vast ceiling above, shining dots portrayed in it like stars of an artificial night, all she could recall was a faint numbness and pain all over her body.
"You're awake."
Her master's words made her eyelids flutter open.
"Master..."
"You passed out after fighting for so long... I assume."
Constantine said with a weird gaze, that was the normal conclusion, not the logical one.
He had taken her to the hotel where they still had several days to spare and didn't bother going to check up on Andre and his family's progress, it had already been night and Zamira had worked quite hard in her performance.
...
"Hmn, I'm so tired..." Zamira exclaimed, groaning a little only to notice that she was resting on the bed with her head on his legs against a pillow.
