Saline opened her eyes as a hand was gently placed against her forehead. The doctor looked down at her lightly. - How are you feeling? - Like s**t. Her words were forced out between the dry lips. - Drink this. It's water. A cup was pressed against her lips and she could almost swear that water had never tasted so good before. It cooled her sore throat and removed the bitter taste from her mouth. - Your Majesty. She made an effort to sit up when she saw Tyrall in the room and he gently put a hand on her shoulder. - Stay still. Save your energy. - I wish I could, your majesty. She sank down against the pillow again. - They're on their way here. - I know. My men are out looking for them but they can't find them. I need to know what you know, Saline. - The gords are not the only t

