POV: Daina

It seemed like a century had passed.

I heard my name through the mental fog.

Prince Stephan Buther's visage appeared as I opened my eyes.

His normally bland look became worried.

 I closed my eyes and gave in to the darkness.

I woke up and saw just white.

"Daina!"

I saw Dason's amazement.

Not dead.

"Prince Buter..."

looking around, I mumbled.

Hospital ward.

My roommate was Dason.

I thought Stephan Buther rescued me. He disappeared. Dason missed what I said and believed I wasn't awake.

"I'm pleased to see you awake.nearly It's dawn.I have to go back to my dorm room.I'll see you after training,"

Dason placed sunflowers...