Cassian groaned as he woke up in his small quarter, the morning sunlight falling on his closed eyes through the small window. The sunlight was stabbing into his skull like a thousand tiny needles.
"What in the hell..." he muttered while squeezing his eyes, hoping to shut all the pain he was feeling in his head.
Cassian tries to remember the cause of this headache, but the pain only got worse, making him groan.
Ahh! Class held his forehead with both his hands and blinked his eyes to get himself in control.
As he tried to remember the events of the previous night, everything was blurry; he couldn't remember what happened after he came back from princess quarters.
But he had a feeling that he was missing something important. Even when he tried to remember, all he could grasp was fleeting sensations—a warmth on his lips and a dull pain at the base of his neck...
He was not sure if the sensation was true or his mind playing games with him.
