The prince woke up to the darkness of night having set in. The lights were dim in the room and he had to blink a few times to realize where he was. He had been resting in the same place for so long that the particularly big wound on his back was aching. There was a chill running through him unlike anything he had ever felt. As he turned his head, he saw the sleeping woman next to him. She was fully dressed and on top of the covers which caused him to shut his eyes in frustration. In his earlier plight to get back to his own room, he forgot she would worry about him in this state.
In an effort to look less helpless, he tried to sit up higher in the bed - instantly regretting it when the room started spinning and his body felt impossibly heavy.
Movement nearby caused Varya's eyes to shoot open.
