Aqualia

Lying lifeless on the ground was my only option as I tried to catch my breath. My senses returned just in time to hear Octoria talking to Shelliot. My eardrums managed to make out some of the words, like Queen, pod, news, death, sorry. After which there were only splashes, signifying that she was leaving. 

If this was some other time, I would have demanded clarification for her and Octoria's conversation. Right now, rest was all that was needed. 

Guardian Shelliot then appeared over my head, she bent closer, wearing an expression that stated she was sorry. "I know that was awful, but as I promised, it'll all get better."

A girl could only hope. There was no way I would make it here alive if it all was worse than the rumors. 

She disappeared again and reappeared, dangling a few garments. "Come on, let's get you dressed."

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