What a fall. However, bipeds do not always seem to land on their feet. When I saw her lying unconscious, I started to worry a little bit. What if my pretty one doesn't wake up again? I could never look into her sparkling black eyes again, which are both intimidating and seductive.
Food. That must be it. When I eat, I feel much better as well. I walked down the hallway and came across a camp with submissive Minions, all throwing themselves around a ghoul and worshipping. But they have fish. My Naldela will surely be happy if I bring her some of them. I walked back and forth unseen a few times and every time I arrived at Naldela and she was still lying there unconscious, I was a little disappointed. There must be something I can do to get her awake again. She must be cold. It must be this. So I pulled on her cape, tried to wrap her in it and tried hard not to be distracted. Why is clothing always open in this particular area? Sure, nice for me, but with her it distracts me from important things. When I finally wrapped her in her cape, I kept looking around and made sure those Minions weren't following me. We really don't need these little nags right now.
I curled myself up around at her neck and tried to sleep. She smelled so good of lavender and mint, and is so warm.
I could only sleep a few hours and my pretty one still hasn't recovered. So slowly I lost all hope that I could help her at all. Out of desperation I just started to lick over her face and lo and behold, my princess woke up again. ›I must have a magic tongue‹ I thought for a moment and almost rolled over with joy.
