Lyra’s POV
I woke up to unfamiliar surroundings, blinking against the soft light filtering through the window. This wasn’t the west, and we weren’t on the battlefield anymore. My head pounded as I tried to sit up, confusion swirling through me.
"Where am I?" I thought inwardly.
The first person I expected to see was Ranio, but he wasn’t there. My heart sank with disappointment as I scanned the room.
“Ranio...” I whispered, but no answer came.
As I swung my legs over the side of the bed, the sudden wave of dizziness nearly knocked me back down. I took a deep breath, steadying myself, when I heard a voice from outside the door.
“My lady, you must rest a little more.”
The door opened, and a young woman entered, carrying a cup of herbs. She approached me cautiously, her eyes wide with
