Arianna’s POV:
I stood steadily from my cot, the nurses supporting me from my arms, my legs shaking with anticipation. This is the first time I had stood on my own two legs since the battle that day. Since then I was either in someone's arms or in a bed of some sort.
When my bare feet hit the cold white floor, my knees wobbled slightly until the support from the nurses kicked in. Then I supported myself, the nurses slowly backing away from me and letting me take small steps. Right now, my weight was based on my uninjured leg, and I was ready to place pressure on the newly healed one.
I took a deep breath and pressed weight on my toes on my injured leg. No pain. I pressed my weight normally on it and no pain came from it like it should. Then I lifted my other leg. It took a mom
