All on her own

The first thing Itziar saw when she opened her eyes was two pairs of black eyes whose vertical pupils widened as they saw her regain consciousness.

(Eloah, woke up! Better?) The lezaali opened its mouth and gurgled with glee, baring its deadly fangs.

Itziar stiffened, her body reacting on instinct, and then she remembered that the little beast was her companion.

"It's going to take some time to get used to it again," she murmured listlessly, trying to calm her racing heart.

In her previous life, waking up and seeing a poisonous snake in front of yourself was enough to make one scream in panic and curse twenty different gods for their bad luck.

Carefully, she removed the snake from her face and took a seat on the bed.

The rustle of the sheets falling from her body caught her attention.

To her surprise, she was not only lying on the bed in her tent, but she was also wearing a thin brown dress.