"Lucas!" Rosalind sat up straight. Seeing that she was currently in an unknown room, she instantly panicked, her senses on high alert. However, it did not take too long for her to start wincing from the sudden pain that assaulted her body.
For some unknown reason, every joint, every muscle in her body was aching as if a large boulder hit her. She laid back down, her breathing sparse.
"Young Miss?"
A familiar voice almost made her want to get up and look, but her hurting body was too much for her to handle.
"Young Miss! I have missed you!" That familiar sobbing made Rosalind want to get up and pull the woman in her arms. This woman was none other than Milith.
"Ah… water, let me get you some water."
