I am woken up by a soft knock on the door. I groan, not wanting to get up from the comfortable bed, but the knocking persists.
"Come in," Calais calls out.
The door opens and Tiana pokes her head in. "Lady Lyrica, Lord Calais, the driver has already left."
"What? Already?"
"Yes," she answers with a nod. "Can I come in? To replace Lady Lyrica's bandages?"
"Yes, please," I interject and sit up from the bed.
I glance down at my bandaged arm. Tiana had said it would take a few days to heal properly, but I don't think we have that luxury of time.
"When are we going to leave?" I ask, swinging my legs over the edge of the bed. My arm still throbs with pain, but it feels much better than yesterday. If I have my magic now, I am sure I can make it heal faster.
Tiana walks into the room carrying a small bag. She goes straight to work, removing the old bandages and cleaning my wound before wrapping fresh ones around it.
