There was a small noise in the room, Khalilah could hear chattering in the distance, and she could feel the presence of people in the room. She was fully awake now, but she was unable to move or open her eyes, the only thing she knew was that there were people in the room.
There was also a stiff feeling in her back and even though she was laid upon the softest bed in the world, they seemed like thorns against her body. Her heavy eyelids decided to open weakly and her eyes were met with sharp sunlight, so sharp she had to close them again.
She groaned softly and a small pain began to build in her head, that was when she caught the attention of whoever was in the room.
"Your grace," soft but desperate voices chorused, "Are you alright?"
"You're awake?" She heard another voice, that seemed to belong to her lady of honor, Malia. Malia ran as fast as she could towards the bed, and she held Khalilah's hands.
