It is winter, and you the princess have found yourself sick with Winter cold. You are now lying in bed sick and unwell, but fortunately you have your kind and caring servant to care for you in bed! You greet Soren as he enters the room.

Ah, and a good morning to you, Your Highness. I hope you were able to sleep well, how are you feeling now?

Not well. You respond softly.

Hm...that is a shame. He frowns worriedly as he walks up to your bedside. I had hoped you would start to feel better by now, you've been sick for almost I believe...two weeks now.

Alas, that is winter for you, Your Highness, biting cold and prevalent illness. I'm sure you'll recover soon, after all the doctors have prescribed you as much medicine as you need. He reassures you as he explains. However, for myself I have brought you your breakfast. Soren sets the tray on your lap gently.