BLAIR’S POV.
I woke up to the blinding sunlight streaming through the window, forcing me to shield my eyes with one hand as I sat up in bed. My eyes gradually adjusted to the light, but my body felt weak as if I had been asleep for a thousand years.
Suddenly, a sharp pain shot through the back of my head, causing me to whine in discomfort as I reached back to touch it. Thankfully, the pain subsided after a moment.
Just then, there was a soft knock on my door, and my father entered the room.
"I'm glad you are awake. I sensed your presence," my father said, strolling into my room. "How are you feeling?"
"Weak, hungry, and drained," I yawned loudly, stretching my arms widely.
"That's to be expected. I will have Piper prepare something nice for you. It would help if you had your streng
