"My lord". She called, standing beside his bed as he watched him trapped in the realm of the dreams.
"My lord". She called out once more, subtly.
He reacted mildly, gesturing with his arm to not be disturbed while he gets some more rest with his eyes closed.
"My lord you have to wake up now". She beaconed.
He responded by squinting his face, showing how uncomfortable he was with her incessant disturbance.
"This was your idea, my lord, remember".
He gave her no response, opting to turn his head to the other side.
"You said at dawn the villagers were to gather and prepare for the tasks at hand. At your command they have gathered and are now waiting for you, my lord".
Again, no response.
"I understand my lord. I will go ahead and tell the villagers to return. The lord is too tired to attend to them". She says.
Anna turned around and made her way for the exit.
