You sit up, and the whispers hush around you as the people in the room notice that you're awake now. "Little Miss, how do you feel?* an old woman asked, stepping up to the bed you're sitting on. The woman has a kind smile, but you're still thrown by that faint shimmer of purple horns and purple wings. You don't say anything, but that doesn't bother the old woman. "Prince Zade would like to see you now that you are awake Little Miss. He's been looking for you for a long time."
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