Bab 525: I'm not rushing myself, I'm recovering too slowly

When she woke up, she felt less sick. Less loopy. Less nauseous.

Less...

Overall awful and horrible.

Less being the key word.

But still, it was a huge improvement over the past several days. She'd take 'less like death warmed over' any time over 'more'.

Granted, she thought about the same thing every time she woke up. She was too exhausted to know if she was really getting better.

But...

This time.

She could feel her strength returning. She was definitely certain she was getting better. Not just a little, either. A lot.

Her body didn't ache so badly.

Her stomach didn't feel as sick whenever she moved and shifted in bed.

She felt.

Better.

She smiled, stroking her little kitten, who was sleeping beside her.

"Good morning, my sweet prince." She whispered to him. She gently petted him and kissed the top of his head.