Crystal
Pain. I can't move properly, as my whole body ached like I'd been been beaten. I squeak my eyes as the bright lights in the VIP healing den.
We're back. Gem's voice in my head was unusually quiet.
Yeah everything done perfectly, I responded, trying to piece together what happened. The coronation. The poison. My dramatic collapse. It had all gone according to plan, except...
"How... how long was I out?" My voice came out raspy, my throat feeling like sandpaper.
The head healer, an older woman named Sarah, stepped forward. "Thirty-four hours, my Luna. The poison was quite severe, but we managed to extract it from your system."
Thirty-four hours? I hadn't expected to be unconscious for so long. A flash of worry shot through me – had anything gone wrong while I was out?
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