Immediately Rama arrived at her chambers, she hesitated for a moment before gobbling up the content in the vial that the Silver Witch Queen had given her.
The moment she consumed the potion, the fear that had been clotted in her heart suddenly dissipated like mists and her eyelid felt heavy with sleep.
Staggering to the bed, the world around her dazed into a foggy dream as she tucked herself in for a peaceful sleep.
The sudden brightness enacted by the sun threatened to disturb her sleep, but she turned to the side as she hid herself under the blanket.
Unyielding to wake up from the most peaceful sleep she was certain she ever got, an abrupt loud knock on the door disrupted her tranquil slumber, making her almost spring up from the bed, startled.