[Nicely done, princess.]
Hilde slowly returned to her senses to the sound of Prick's voice inside her own head. For a brief moment, she was confused. 'Who was that?' she thought. Then she recalled everything, down to why she’d just received an unexpected praise. Or was he being sarcastic, as usual?
She had no idea how long she'd been knocked out, but judging from what else she was hearing from her surroundings, it must not have been that long. The villagers were worriedly asking what had happened to her, and their voices were growing increasingly louder, as if they were drawing close.
But it was not them who were moving towards her. Though Hilde's eyes remained shut, the sensation was unmistakable: she was being carried in someone's arms, and that someone was walking steadily past the c
