Not Your Damsel

Part 3: Jordan

In Which A Dragon (Prince) Invites Me To Breakfast

My head felt like it had been cut in half by an axe. My entire body felt like it had been run over by a carriage. I was groggy, in pain, and still incredibly tired. But that's not the weirdest part. The weird part was that I felt really comfortable and really warm. I was lying on something soft underneath a heavy something that was even warmer and softer than what I was laying on. They were blankets, I realized, but they were better than any blanket I'd ever slept under in my entire life. There was a really delicious smell that, even though it was faint, I could still make out if I concentrated. But concentrating made my head hurt, so I rolled over and buried deeper under the warm heavy blankets and tried to go back to sleep. The pillows were pretty nice too. They were fluffy and soft, but had just the right level of firmness so-

Pillows. Blankets. Warm. Where the hell am I?

My eyes flew open and I sat up quickly to get a better look at my surroundings. I got up too fast though, and my head throbbed so painfully that I think I almost passed out. I quickly flopped back against the pillows and squeezed my eyes shut while I tried to get the pain under control. When I finally managed to get it to a level I could tolerate, I slowly opened my eyes and sat up again, making sure to take it extra slow so as not to split my skull again. Rubbing the tense muscles in the back of my neck, I glanced around and took stock of the room I was in.

It was fairly small, though richly furnished. The walls were made out of stone, from what I could see, but there were elegant golden drapes hung all around the room to hide the ugly stone. The massive window on the right side of the room was covered by heavy-looking curtains, made with a deep red cloth covered in golden embroidery. The curtains turned the sunlight filtering through into a warm reddish color that seemed to make everything look softer. It made entire room feel a little cozier and comfortable, though I was personally feeling far from comfy in my current state.

There was a humongous wardrobe in one corner, a desk and chair somewhere off to my right, and a really comfortable looking couch and armchair on the opposite side of the room, with a really tall bookcase in between them. There were tons of books on the shelves, and I could make out the titles of a few of them. Most of them were fairy tales or had titles in different languages, but I spotted a few history books as well. All the furniture was made out of this really nice-looking wood, and they all looked like they had intricate carvings of...something...on them. I wanted to say they were snakes, or just really overly-detailed curls and swirls, but from this distance I couldn't tell. Once I got out of bed I'd be able to see them better.

Speaking of my bed, it was absolutely huge, with enough room to fit at least three more people next to me. Well, three more people larger than me, at least. I could fit about four more 'me's' in here and still have room for a small dog or something. The covers were made out of the same material as the curtains, and upon further investigation I saw that the embroidery made patters of flowers, wings, and more spiralling things. The sheets were incredibly soft, colored gold with no other adornments, and the pillows were just as soft as the covers. I didn't know what they were made of, but it was making it really difficult for me to find the willpower to get out bed.

Alright Jordan, up you go, I thought to myself, shoving the covers back with a groan. Everything hurt now, not just my head. I hadn't realized just how sore I was until I started moving more. Gotta find out where the hell you are, yeah? Don't be a baby, you've been in worse shape than this before. I swung my legs over the side of the bed and placed my feet on the floor. And then immediately pulled them back up onto the bed after coming in contact with even more stone. "Bloody hell that's cold!" I hissed irritably, very slowly putting my feet back down on the ground. I took a second to let my feet get used to the uncomfortable temperature before standing up and stretching painfully. My lower back popped loudly, and I let out a very pleased sigh. Cracking my neck for good measure, I made my way over to the bedroom door and pulled it open before marching out into the hallway