Taneaya, who was stranded in weakness, opened her eyes slowly. Feeling faint, she realized that the cold embrace of copper on her hands and feet was removed. Her body felt lifted, the sensation of her body being lifted felt good.
"Aaaa..." A low voice was all that could come out of Taneaya's tiny mouth. Her lips looked dry, and there was a slight wound visible. Then, her eyes closed again.
Taneaya opened her eyes again weakly, her vision faint. This time, she felt cold and wet and heard two women talking while cleaning her body. Taneaya wanted to see, but she couldn't help but feel weak, and before long, she was unconscious.
A pat startled her, her bleary eyes blinking to adjust to the bright light. Her body felt comfortable, and Taneaya felt that her bedding was no longer the dry, slightly damp straw.