I stirred in my sleep as commotions had me wanting to open my eyes and see what the fuss was about. Slowly raise my eyelids with my vision impaired for a second until I can glimpse a rocky ceiling. A droplet of water touches my cheek and helps me get a clear view of my surroundings. "The Princess is awake!" cries a tiny squeaky voice. "Princess is awake! Hurry, someone, go and let Lord Ruvik know. Hurry!" says another as multiple squeakers enter a frenzy. I rise, using my elbows to push me up to glimpse the tiniest creatures, even shorter than Feno, running all over the place as if there is a fire. Once I raised my head, I caught my head as I felt the pain when you have a hangover and don't drink. My head feels like a balloon, ready to pop any minute. When I straighten my back, I felt a poke in my back, making me inhale sharply at the pain. I reached to rub it, but when I did that, something else poked me, and I was groaning in ache all over my body. "You shouldn't be moving."
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