"Go inform the Duchess of this!" A faint, yet deep voice yelled. Her vision was blurry to nonexistent, pain was shooting itself all throughout her body, no place inside of her was unscathed by it. Her body was slowly losing its warmth, the air inside her lungs was quickly disappearing. Her head was pounding, but her heart was faint. She couldn't move her body, she could barely even move her pointer finger. Suddenly, she felt someone pick her up in their arms, the girl faintly groaned when they did. They clung to her body desperately, and their grip was incredibly strong. She blinked to try and get her vision back, to try and see who her savior was. She didn't get a good look at them, but she could pick out that the person had messy black hair. However, she passed out before she was even able to see anything else.
"How is she doing?" A more angelic voice asked from above her.
"Much better. Her body is healing at a much faster rate than expected...then again, she does have Galran blood coursing through her veins." Someone, most likely a Doctor, explained.
The other party, who had just entered the room, took in a deep breath and looked down upon the unconscious female. The (h/c) haired girl was encased in a healing pod, which emitted a pale purple light from below. She placed her tanned hand on the glass case that kept the girl stable during her recovery. The Duchess looked back up and towards the Doctor with a calm expression. Her eyes were soft but her thoughts wandered to somewhere more...questionable.
"Duchess...you don't think she's with them? Do you?" The Doctor questioned and walked over towards the other side of the incased female.
The Duchess simply shook her head and took her hand from off the glass. She placed her hands together, below her waist, and walked over to the only door leading into the room.
"Never assume, Doctor." She said as she looked at him from over her shoulder. The Duchess soon left the room.
A little while later, as nighttime began to descend, the glass casing around the girl began to open up and soon her eyes shot open. She then gasped for air, as if it were her last breath and sat herself up quickly. Her eyes were wide and felt dry, she tried rubbing that dry feeling away, then after that, she took a long look around herself. Suddenly, the door in front of her had opened up, the bright hallway light had now completely invaded the room.
"Oh...you're awake. Kyanna just sent me to check on you. I'm...glad to see that you're okay." The voice the person had held sounded somewhat familiar. The girl couldn't really see his face all too well, but she did recognize that he had sleek black hair.
"Who? W-where am I?!" She frantically asked and was about to get up from the bed she was sitting upon.
"Calm down. You're not in any danger. You crash landed here on Espore and thankfully I got to your crash site just in time." The male briskly explained. After he had explained her origin, there was a long, excruciating silence between the two beings. While they continued to stare at one another the girl had began to feel uneasy and tried getting herself from off the bed in the hopes to calm herself down,
"Oh! H-hey, let me help you." The male took a few steps her way and gestured his hands to help, but she refused his offer silently, as she raised her hand in front of her to stop him.
"Take me to your leader." She demanded of him right as she was stable on her feet.
"Well, she's not really my leader, I'm just here-"
"I don't care. Take me to whoever's in charge here." She demanded of him again, this time in a sour tone.
"R-right. My apologies." He said as he places a hand on his chest,
"Follow me." He turned on his heel and led the way to this supposed Kyanna figure.
