"Your Highness! Your Highness!" a voice called.
Arwa opened her eyes. In front of her, a maid was standing, motioning for her to get up. Her head was pounding.
Arwa asked weakly, "Who… who are you?"
The maid froze, shocked. She had not expected the Highness to ask that. She looked at Arwa, a little stunned, and stayed silent for a moment.
"Where… where am I?" Arwa groaned, holding her head. "It hurts so much…"
"You fell asleep in the library, Your Highness," the maid explained calmly, her voice a little strict. "If the Duke finds out you were out of your room all night, he will be very angry."
Arwa blinked, still dizzy. "The Duke…? I don't… I don't understand anything. My head… it hurts so much. Where… library? I was at my house, no?"
The maid remained calm. "Your Highness, if you're feeling unwell, should I call the physician? He will check you and tell you what has happened."
As the maid spoke, Arwa's head spun violently, and her vision blurred.