"Ugh..." Aston groaned softly as he slowly opened his eyes.
What greeted him was a ceiling adorned with crystal-like chandeliers.
"Where am I?" He muttered in confusion, trying to sit up.
Fortunately, there was no pain or anything restricting him, so he could move his body freely.
He looked around the room, noting the cabinets, tables, sofas, and other fine furnishings. Their quality made it clear this was a noble's residence.
Just as his confusion peaked, the door creaked open, and a familiar young man stepped inside, carrying a tray in both hands.
"Your Highness?" Aston was stunned.
It turned out the young man was Nolan.
Seeing Aston awake, Nolan looked briefly surprised, then smiled and gave a small nod.
"Do you feel any discomfort?" he asked casually as he came closer.
"Nothing, Your Highness. My body feels fine." Aston shook his head, clenching his right hand, which made his muscles stand out.
"Good!" Nolan nodded in satisfaction.
