Yennefer, who had been unconscious for almost twelve hours, awoke from her sleep early the next morning.
She blinked her eyes open and rubbed her forehead, which was unbelievably aching badly.
"Ah, good morning, my lady. You are finally awake." Livia who was seated by her bedside with a concerned look on her face greeted, and suprised to see her there, Yennefer blinked her eyes at her.
"What... are you doing here? Did you look after me all night?" She inquired in disbelief, and Livia smiled gently at her.
"I had to, my lady. Your condition wasn't so good last night, and you seemed to be having a very bad nightmare. You cried a lot."
She explained, and confused, Yennefer furrowed her brows at her.
"What do you mean by "I was crying a lot?" I didn't have a nightmare. I mean, I can't even remember dreaming of anything."
She said, and Livia fluttered her eyes in a bit of confusion.
