The girl stirred and opened her eyes. "M'lady!" she said. "You— you are here?" She gulped as if she had seen a ghost.
"Gid be drygo bio?" Anastasia asked, raising an eyebrow. Where would I be?
Nyles stared at her without blinking for a moment trying to understand the situation. "Zar se secate deslo sinoc?" Don't you remember what happened last night?
Anastasia narrowed her eyes. "Ne, ali imes li?" No, but do you?
She nodded. "I saw you walking to the portal and then you were entranced by it. I tried to hold your hand but you ended up throwing me against the wall!"
"Oh my God!" Anastasia's hand flung to her mouth. "I am so sorry Nyles!" So it was the truth that she had gone to the portal. She started trembling. What Ileus said was correct. Nyles had followed her and she ended up getting injured. "Did you get hurt? I don't even know what I was doing."
Your gift is the motivation for my creation. Give me more motivation!
Creation is hard, cheer me up!