Health first

When Vera woke up from her nap, she realised that sleeping on a chair had a lot of poor effects on her health. Her back ached, not to mention her rumbling stomach upset by all the dark energy she had absorbed. As a dark witch, she could metabolise it. However, she would feel the effects in the meantime. Just like with the Basilisk: she would suffer but survive, eventually.

«Vera?» she heard, and she made the chair spin so that she could see the door.

Neven was standing there, his face slightly worried.

«How do you feel?»

«Not bad,» she lied. Even though, now that she could see him, she did feel better. Her walking medicine had arrived, so she was relieved from exhaustion.

«You look pale,» Neven pointed out.

«Because I worked a lot today. I brought the company some profit, didn't I?»

«But why are you feeling unwell? That shouldn't happen.»