While her father was out of her room, she glanced down to be sure she was decent after her forced transformation and found a green mossy dress covering her from one shoulder down to her knees. Well, that was pretty cool; at least she wasn’t naked, but nonetheless she eased herself under the covers since she felt the absence of the warmth the stranger had offered her while he had held her.
Her father soon came back with two plates of breakfast; obviously, breakfast was now moved to her room. Once she managed to sit up with the help of pillows, her father glanced at her wound. “Well, it’s nearly healed, but it will scar.”
Scarlet just nodded and picked at her food; she needed the strength to heal from her ordeal, but she was just so tired that she really only wanted to sleep. She could
