As slowly Alex opened his eyes he saw a grand room, the room exuded an air of opulence, with lavish tapestries and ornate candelabras adorning the walls.
The room was replete with plush furnishings, including a sumptuous chaise lounge and a leather armchair.
A grand fireplace, decorated with a gilded mantle, provided warmth and ambiance, while a small writing desk with a quill and inkwell stood in the corner.
The noble's room exuded an aura of refinement, elegance, and impeccable taste.
A large four-poster bed, draped in rich velvet curtains, dominated the space, flanked by a pair of intricately carved nightstands.
As Alex surveyed the scene before him, his eyes fixate on the stunningly beautiful woman lying on the bed.
She was motionless but still breathing, her body seemingly fragile, and her face appearing serene despite the blood spattered around her.
The woman's physical appearance is striking, and it is clear that she is in her late 20s. Her hair is the color of a clear blue sky, cascading down her shoulders in long, silken tresses.
The simple but elegant white long frock she wears accentuates her lithe form, and the noble aura she exudes is unmistakable.
Even in her unconscious state, her features remain calm and relaxed, suggesting that she is an easygoing person.
The sweat that clings to her skin glistens like tiny diamonds in the light, adding to the ethereal quality of her appearance.
Overall, the sight of this woman is both captivating and heart-wrenching, and it is impossible not to be struck by her otherworldly beauty. Judging by the situation Alex concluded that the woman was the mother of this body.
Later Alex glanced at the person who was holding him, she was a middle-aged woman in her late 40s. Alex soon concluded that she was a mid-wife who helped in his delivery
As Alex was looking around there he saw a few figures standing not far from the door, Alex figured out that these people were some servants of this noble house.
Then he saw 2 figures standing beside the bed and talking in some different Language, they seemed like a pair of doctors and his assistant.
Suddenly the door burst open with such force that it shook the entire room. The hinges creaked and groaned as the heavy wooden slab swung wide, revealing a tall figure framed in the doorway, as the man entered the room, all eyes turned to him, drawn in by his striking appearance.
Standing tall and regal, he towered above most, his physique exuding a sense of nobility and grandeur.
The first thing to catch the eye was his hair, a vibrant and fiery combination of crimson-red and orange stripes that seemed to blaze in the light. It flowed down his back in a wild, untamed cascade, save for a short ponytail that was neatly tied at the nape of his neck.
As he moved with lithe and agile grace, his eyes shone with a vibrant and intense scarlet hue, seemingly illuminated by some inner fire that burned within.
His gaze was piercing, captivating, and alluring, drawing the beholder ever closer to his mesmerizing presence.
Indeed, one could almost feel the heat emanating from his eyes, as if they were a pair of blazing embers that held power and intensity beyond mortal comprehension.
With every subtle movement and shift of his body, he seemed to exude an aura of both danger and allure, a tantalizing mixture of beauty and wildness that left one spellbound and entranced.
Truly, he was a creature of rare and exotic beauty, a being whose very presence spoke of a world beyond our own, a world of mystery and enchantment.
His attire was no less impressive, a noble's garb in a bold combination of orange and red hues that spoke of his wealth and station. The colors complemented his hair perfectly, creating a striking image that was impossible to ignore.
Despite his fiery appearance, there was a sense of calm and comfort on his face, as if he were at peace with the world around him. His looks were above average, with sharp, defined features that gave him an almost regal appearance.
As he surveyed the room with a confident air, it was clear that he commanded attention wherever he went. The few selected people in the room seemed to pale in comparison, their presence dimmed by his aura of power and grace. Truly, this was a man to be reckoned with.
The man hastily took Alex from the midwife, the newly arrived man looked at Alex and gave a warm smile.
Judging by the authority this man holds, Alex thought that this must be this body's father.
After some time, the man started a conversation with the man whom Alex declared the doctor.
*"How is my wife doctor?"* The man asked with a hint of concern in his tone.
*"She is fine, just unconscious due to fatigue"* the Doctor said in an assuring tone.
*"I will heal her, and she will wake up in no time"* the doctor said.
Right after completing the sentence, The doctor approached the bed, his gaze fixed on the motionless form of the woman lying before him. Slowly, he extended both hands towards her, palms open and facing up. As he did so, a faint, yet distinct, green glow began to emanate from his fingertips, enveloping his hands in a radiant aura.
Simultaneously, the same green light began to spread, surrounding the woman's head in a shimmering, almost ethereal, halo. For a moment, there was silence, save for the soft rustling of bed sheets and the gentle hum of medical equipment in the background.
Then, as if responding to some invisible signal, the woman's previously closed eyes began to flutter and flicker. Gradually, they opened, revealing a pair of deep, dark-blue irises that seemed to glow with newfound life.
As the woman stirred, the doctor stepped back, his hands still glowing faintly, and suddenly the light vanished.
As the woman on the bed slowly stirred and began to mumble, there was a palpable sense of relief that filled the room. The doctor, his assistant, the man, and the servants all wore a happy and assured look on their faces, their eyes bright and their smiles wide. It was clear that the outcome of the procedure had been a success.
The sense of camaraderie and mutual respect in the room was unmistakable.
As the woman on the bed slowly came to her senses, the doctor and his assistant began to move around her, checking her vitals and making sure that everything was in order. Even the man's eyes alight with a sense of gratitude and relief.
As Alex observed the scene with rapt attention, his mind struggled to make sense of what was happening.
From the initial conversation between the doctor and the man to the sudden movement of the doctor toward the bed, everything seemed to be shrouded in mystery. And then, as the doctor's hands began to glow with soft green light, and the woman on the bed stirred and woke up, Alex felt a wave of shock wash over him.
For a moment, he could only stare there with his eyes and mouth agape, as if he had stumbled into a magical world from some storybook.
The sight of the woman opening her eyes, previously so still and lifeless, filled him with wonder and amazement. It was as if he was witnessing some kind of impossible feat, a medical marvel that defied all explanation.
As he watched the doctor step back from the bed, his hands still glowing with a faint aura, Alex felt a sense of awe settles over him.
It was almost as if he had been transported into a world of magic and wonder, where the impossible became possible with the wave of a hand. And yet, even as he marveled at the scene before him, a part of him remained skeptical, wondering if what he was seeing was truly real, or some kind of illusion.
For Alex, it was a moment that he would never forget, a reminder that there was still so much to learn and discover in the world, even in the most unexpected of places. And now he is in a new world with infinite possibilities.