"How long has it been?"
Furinjira opened her eyes, and the familiar furnishings of the room immediately told her she was in one of the rooms at the "Oak and Hazelnut" inn.
The dizziness in her head was still severe. If it were an ordinary mage, overdrawing all their magic power at once could likely result in serious aftereffects, even brain death.
Even with a vampire's powerful physique, it still requires a long recovery period to awaken.
She instinctively licked her lips, a sweet taste lingering, making her somewhat addicted.
"Where is the lord?"
"I'm like this, and no one is left to take care of me?"
The sense of grievance grew like wild grass in Furin's heart.
Footsteps gradually approached.
She quickly closed her eyes again, pretending to be unconscious.
Losa placed a freshly baked honey cake sprinkled with nuts on the table and looked worriedly at the still-unconscious Furin.
