Neveah turned over on her bed, staring up at the ceiling. It had been over half a day since she had been allowed to return to her quarters to recover by Master Maloway.
Though Neveah was not certain what exactly the grumpy old man wanted her to recover from, she had already heard from Menarx that his flame would not settle for a while yet.
It would be a slow and often excruciating process, especially since they were not true mates.
Hence there was nothing to recover from since the result of the trial and the merging would keep afflicting Neveah for heaven knew how much longer.
All the while, Neveah lay in bed hoping to find sleep as it was all she could do now that she was left behind in this strange academy.
But for the past few hours, sleep eluded Neveah and she could only stare up blankly at her ceiling, she had become quite familiar with the appearance of it in this time.
