Celine staggered, gripping the edge of her bed as a wave of exhaustion washed over her. Something had been building inside her, a fire beneath her skin, an itch deep in her bones and she felt off.
This time her body burned with a heat that wasn't normal. Her skin felt too tight and her heartbeat too loud, for the first time, she thought it was just fatigue from the attack, but now…it was clear something wasn't right.
Her temperature kept spiking, her muscles ached, and every sound, every scent, felt too sharp, as if the world around her was growing louder while she was struggling to keep up. She had tried to ignore it, pushing past the weakness but now she regretted it.
Lilian, who had been helping her dress, immediately noticed. "My Princess? You look like you've seen a ghost and you are pale?."
Celine waved her off. "I'm fine. It's nothing." But she wasn't, she could feel every bit of abnormality inside her.
