Emperor Kluxton, slowly opening his eyes saw that he was lying on a bed slab in a cave. An elder was sitting on the floor next to where he was laying, muttering a chant below gently. When the elder saw that the emperor was awakening, he stopped chanting and waited for him to fully open his eyes.
"This is not the royal bed chamber", weakly murmured emperor Kluxon.
"Rest your highness, you are still weak", gently urged the elder.
"Where is this place, how did I get here", asked emperor Kluxon, forcing himself to a sitting position
"Please it is too early for you to get up", gently intoned the elder.
"It is better than laying down, my body was beginning to hurt", said emperor Kluxon.
"Of course your highness is not used to such rigidness but to get the feathers of a graura beast bed to cushion your bed down here beneath the mountains", politely returned the elder.
"You mean we are in a cave", asked the emperor surprised.