Sera's Point of View
"You're awake!" Giselle's expression shifted from concern to pure joy. "Oh thank the goddess. I was starting to worry you'd sleep forever."
"How long was I out?"
"Two days. Your body needed the rest after the transformation." She grabbed my hands, squeezing gently. "How do you feel?"
"Confused. Overwhelmed. But okay, I think."
"Good. That's good." She stood abruptly. "You must be starving. Come on, let's get you some food. Real food, not just whatever nutrients your body was surviving on while you were unconscious."
She practically dragged me out of bed and down the stairs. My legs felt shaky, weak from disuse, but they held.
The dining room was empty when we arrived, but Giselle immediately started pulling dishes from the kitchen—bread, fruit, some kind of soup
