Mira woke up feeling as if she had wet the bed.
There was a sharp pain in her lower abdomen. She sat up clasping her stomach .
She was back at the healer's tent.
" What am I doing here? I need to go. I must save Asher... "
She tried to hop out of bed but the healer's wife grabbed her hand.
" You must not... " Her voice was stern as she pointed towards the bed with her eyes.
Mira's eyes followed hers and she gasped as she saw what had happened .
She was not on any ordinary bed. It was a coir-mattress that was used while delivering a baby. Her dress was stained and so was the bedding. There was blood everywhere.
" What is the meaning of this... " She touched the blood with her finger tips and sniffed. It was her blood but it smelled weird.
" We were wrong with your diagnosis
