Amber’s POV.
“Hey! Amber! Amber! Wake up!” Rose’s voice pierced through the foggy sensation that had settled over my mind.
I opened my eyes, and the first thing I saw was Rose’s tear-stained face. “Thank the goddess!” She whispered and hugged me so tight that I could barely breathe. She didn't let go until I coughed.
“Were you crying?” I asked with a raised brow as I sat up on the bed.
“Of course, I was; you scared me,” she replied.
I was back in my space in the servant quarters, and no one was around except for Rose and I. There was a bowl of water beside me and some wet towels that looked like they had been used recently.
I frowned, how long had I been unconscious? I asked myself as my eyes scanned the room for anything that could direct my thoughts in the right direction.
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