I kept waking up with the pain, just to be put to sleep again. This time, though, I actually managed to open my eyes fully. I saw a nurse leaning on me.
"I see you are awake, Miss Bedwen," she said. "I just called the healer. Would you like to sit?"
"Yaagh," my throat was so dry, I couldn't even utter a yes. As I tried to sit, with the help of the nurse and a lot of pillows, I felt how heavy my head was. My whole body ached. I looked at my hands. I must have burned them pretty severely, but they looked fine, even if the skin was a bit reddish.
"Waagh," I said, and the nurse understood me.
"Here is a glass of water, Miss Bedwen. Would you like me to hold it for you?"
I held it, although it felt really, really heavy. The water was the most delicious thing I'd ever tasted, relieving the
