Jessamyn couldn't pretend to be unconscious anymore. Her eyelids were flickering and slowly, she opened her eyes.
She was bombarded with a thousand questions by Jerrick and she answered them. She was fine. She had no explanation for her fainting spell.
"What is the last thing you remember?" Jerrick inquired, his gaze piercing, as he sought answers.
"I was dancing and then…" Jessamyn trailed off, unable to meet his gaze as embarrassment washed over her.
"And then?" Jerrick's intense green eyes remained fixed on her, his fingers tensing against the cushion.
"And then…" Jessamyn hesitated before meeting his gaze. "I fainted."
"Is that all you remember, nothing else?" Jerrick pressed for further details.
"What's there to remember?" Jessamyn's eyes widened with alarm. "Did I act uncouth? Did I humiliate myself? I didn't even drink much! Or was it the corset? Did I suffer any~"
