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destinyjazzhands 
It was dinnertime?
How long was she in this room? Or a better question was how long was she injured? Sitting up straight, Destiny took a look down at her dirty, ripped and bloody pyjamas. Yeah, she would have to go get changed before she even went into the Great Hall.
She was in fact, a hot mess.
Sliding off the table, Destiny slowly made her way over to the door. Although the pain from the cuts and bruises were gone, her body still ached all over. But as the Healer had said, a good nights rest would make her feel even better.
Opening the door, Destiny turned to the Healer, 'Thank you Healer Ashford!' she said giving the woman a wave before she left.
Maybe she wouldn't change her clothes before going to the Great Hall. She was far too hungry to wait.
It wasn't until Destiny slid off the table and made her way to the door that Gabriella realized she was a little on the hungry side, as well. No, maybe
really hungry was a better way to state how she felt. She tried to think back on the last time she ate, and she was fairly sure it had been at breakfast sometime around seven in the morning.
With that thought in mind, she followed Destiny to the door.
"You're welcome, dear. I'm glad you're feeling better," she said.
"Have a good day!" Gabriella reached over and turned the knob on the door. With a little smile towards Destiny, she made her way out the room.