Poised between this world and the other one, I struggled to practise the most fundamental function, indubitably crucial for survival - respiration. After a series of chest pumps and having air forced into my mouth, I came to be, spitting water and frothing from my mouth, a circumstance that made it incumbent on the spectators to assist me, the charge for which was placed on none other than the handmaiden.
For obligatory purposes, Mary ensured that I was tended to and was provided with a different set of clothes. Once that was achieved, it was decided that I would be served lunch in my bed and eat it under the supervision of the older knight. Since what happened as an accident would’ve most probably been misunderstood as an attempt to emancipate me from the misery inflicted by learning ab
