Hazel fluttered her eyes as the rays of morning sun started to dance on her face.
She could hear the sound of humming a song in the distance and wondered which maid was bold enough to sing in her room.
Just as she opened her eyes, she felt a strong pain and covered her eyes and forehead.
The maid who was arranging flowers in the room turned to look at her when she heard the sound and her eyes widened.
"Oh lord, the lady is awake!" she shouted as she ran out of the room with hasty steps.
With furrowed brows hazel looked at the woman who was behaving strangely as her eyes finally adjusted to the light.
Leaning on the headrest, she tried to sit up when she felt her throat had parched dry as if it had been ages since she had last drank water.
Before she could call a maid for water, she saw a lot of maids and knights entering the room and frowned.
