"You lied to me... you deceived me." Lady Diandre accused, her voice was hoarse as she forced the words out her aching throat.
Another bout of violent coughs forced its way out of her throat and even more water content was coughed up.
Lady Diandre clutched her chest tightly as she struggled to stabilize her breath.
Her wings hung heavily behind her, dripping water onto the black tiles.
Lady Diandre could barely lift herself up straight, her wings now drenched were twice as heavy as they would normally be and they ached from the unfamiliar weight which rendered them almost impossible to move.
Despite her condition, Diandre's eyes were narrowed into a fierce, accusing glare and fixed on Celeste.
"I demand an explanation! This is not what you promised me!" Diandre hissed.
