Bab 50: /50/ How's your leg?

Gently opening her eyes, Sania saw walls all around her, and from the look of it, she wasn't in any room or on a comfortable mattress, she was lying on a neatly laid mat with layers of bedsheets for comfort, in a tent inside a cave with lanterns for illumination.

She looked around in different directions and was about to stand up when Taffi's hand stopped her.

"No," he said

"Sleep until tomorrow morning, well continue after then."

"Huh?" She raised a brow and still sat up despite Taffi's persuasion.

"What happened?" She inquired, still thinking about the last thing she had seen before passing out.

Her hand still hurt, and she looked at the bruised arm immediately, it was worse than she thought, with the area around the severe scratch being reddish.

"You fell off the horse," Taffi replied immediately,

"But we are fine, regardless, killed all the wolves you were scared of." He added and Sania sighed heavily.