"Oh? You finally woke up? I thought you were dead."
Merlin blinked in surprise. He looked up and saw Lyserra somehow lounging lazily on top of the lamp.
"Lyserra? Is that you?" he asked, astonished. "And… how long have you been there?"
Lyserra jumped down onto the bed, padded over to Merlin's stomach, then lay back down with a casual yawn.
"Since a while ago," she said nonchalantly. "By the way, you finally woke up. Do you have any idea how worried I was?"
She let out a helpless sigh and shot Merlin an irritated glance.
Merlin furrowed his brow. "How long was I unconscious?"
"You were out for over two weeks."
"Over two weeks?" Merlin froze, disbelief written across his face. "Are you serious? How could I have been unconscious for that long?"
Lyserra rolled her eyes. "Do you think I have the energy to joke around? But I suppose it's understandable… considering you were—"
She paused, biting back the rest of her words.
