Chapter 27 : Nothing I Want More

*Gemma* I woke up feeling like I was back aboard the ship that had taken me to this damn continent, swaying and rocking, but this time I was lying down on something soft and cushiony, staring up at a dark adobe ceiling with thick, swirling lines carved into it. I assumed it formed some sort of image, but my eyes did not even like glancing at it. I groaned and closed them, rubbing my temples where a headache pounded, making my head heavy and stuffed. It showed no sign of fading, so I tried to focus on the rest of me, which wasn't much better. I felt like I was back in Epsilon training getting battered from unblocked punches like a stuffed dummy and limping back home with my skin blooming with bruises. All I wanted to do was either throw up or pass back out, but a soft snore made my spine stiffen. Even though it hurt, I opened my eyes and glanced to my left. Sunlight was streaming in from an open window and made a pattern of light on the floor mostly covered by a woven rug. On