Tarren blinked blearily, the world swimming back into focus. His head throbbed painfully, but the sensation was softened by the gentle hands of the women surrounding him. The maids fussed over him, their voices a symphony of worry, filling the air with soft murmurs.
"Are you alright, Beta?"
"Do you need more water?"
A few of them dabbed at the sweat on his brow with soft cloths, while another offered him a tray of food. One, more daring than the rest, cradled his head gently, her chest brushing against his arm as she helped him sip water from a glass. Tarren almost grinned. If it weren’t for the dull ache in his skull, he could have believed he was in heaven.
But no, something wasn’t right. The heaviness on his head throbbed.
His hand shot up to his forehead, wincing as he felt the r
