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I had been in the hospital wing, which was in the palace, for another week. Admittedly in a back part, but there was one there. I had never left this building since I was in the dungeon.

A doctor explained to me that I was initially in a coma for three weeks. I had narrowly escaped death. So close to failure, my hatred grew. I almost made it, but unfortunately, I survived.

I remembered being awake briefly after the three weeks. Amun had spoken to me then before I stepped away again.

Afterward, I was unconscious for two more days.

Then another week in the hospital wing to recover. It had taken me a long time to get well.

The stay was very boring. Gwen had visited me again and again, but she had little to do here. There were enough nurses and doctors to look after me.

By now I had become friends with her. We were on the same wavelength and hit it off straight away. That was a small consolation in this situation.

The doctors and nurses were all human. This was certainly Amun's