Morgan's eyes slowly began to open, the growing sound of Mordred yelling at Ha Joon echoing in her ears.
Her eyes fully opened, and she looked up at the ceiling with a calm expression.
"She's awake!" Mordred exclaimed excitedly, moving away from Ha Joon and kneeling close to the bed.
"Auntie, you're actually awake. I... I can't believe this." Mordred's eyes began to well up, tears almost on the brink of falling.
"Mor...dred, y...you've grown up...so much," Morgan said, carefully picking her words.
Ha Joon stood to the side, arms crossed, observing their conversation. Regardless of the chances he wanted to give her, the Morgana he knew from the stories was manipulative and evil. He needed to be cautious.
"You have too. Look how long your hair has gotten. You've been unconscious for five years," Mordred cried, no longer able to hold back her tears.
