Days had passed since Arjana abruptly fell into a coma. And now, she finds herself in a wagon, accompanied by Birger,Izzimar, and other strangers. The pollen from the Blue Dreams flowers provides her with just enough energy to stand, though she remains weakened from her ordeal. Memories of chatting with Izzimar on their way home from the market begin to surface, but the rest remains elusive. As she strains to remember that day, Izzimar suddenly crashes into her with a big hug.

"Arjana, I'm so sorry! I didn't mean to cause you to get sick! I only wanted to show you the city and make you happy! Please don't hate me!" he wails, embracing her tightly.

"By the gods, boy, let her go; she's just awakened!" Birger exclaims. "Before you get your horns in a twist, let her speak," he adds, clearly annoyed. Izzimar releases Arjana, albeit reluctantly. "It's nice to see you too, Izzimar, and you as well, Birger." Arjana responds with a warm, tired smile. "It felt like a long, strange dream... I'm just relieved to be awake again," she says, with a mix of hope and sadness. This was the fourth time she had collapsed. 'When will it end?' she wonders, pondering over her illness. "I'm relieved to see you're safe and sound, little one," a female voice speaks from behind, interrupting her thoughts. Turning slowly and cautiously, Arjana sees what seems to be a hornless elf woman cradling an infant. "I'm sorry, but who are you, ma'am?" Arjana inquires. "My name is Frigg," the elven woman replies, gently placing her hand on Arjana's shoulder. With care, the woman embraces her, mindful not to squeeze the newborn between them. "I can't thank you enough for saving my baby, for saving us," Frigg whispers. In that moment, Arjana recalls the elf from the forest, Mr. Thornbush, who needed apples because his wife had ceased producing milk. Yet, it made little sense; apples alone couldn't sustain a grown woman or aid in milk production. "Just for the apples?" she queries. "Not just for the apples, little one, but also for the food you purchased." Arjana remembers buying a bag of meat and vegetables from Honeyloaf, intending it for herself and her companions. "Wait, you ate the food I bought for us?" Arjana asks, slightly perturbed. "Mr. Bramblewood gave it to us, explaining that since you were unconscious for several days, he didn't want the food to spoil, so he gave us half. But I still wanted to ensure the credit went to the human who earned it," Frigg explained as she cuddled her baby. "A few days!?" The girl exclaimed in a panic. How long had she been unconscious? What had happened during the days since she collapsed? In the darkness, it felt like only seconds had passed. Now she wakes up to find out she's been asleep for days? Her silence caught Birger's attention. "Don't worry, youngin'. I'll catch you up on everything later. Right now, we're trying to reach a new safe place and, hopefully, help you get home," he reassured her.