Neveah grunted quietly in pain as her consciousness slowly returned. Her eyes felt as heavy as lead and it took a short moment before she was able to get them open.
However, the rays of the sunlight were much too intense and she had to close them up once again.
Neveah lifted a hand to shield her eyes from the rays, a quiet groan escaping her.
The memories of how she ended up unconscious flooded Neveah's mind, from Lord Mycroft's words to her reacting a little too badly, presenting Demevirld an opportunity to slip up to the surface.
Neveah sighed quietly, though she still did not support that Everon had kept his actions a secret from her, she could understand why, she had gone right ahead to do exactly what he feared.
'I end up unconscious more times than I am actually awake. At this rate, I should simply put myself into a coma and be done with it.' Neveah thought in exasperation.