When the Crown Prince opened his eyes again, sunlight was already streaming through the window lattice and spilling across his bed. He drifted into full consciousness, realizing it was already midday. He sat up abruptly, his mind a tangled mess of chaotic thoughts and countless fragmented images that left him feeling overwhelmed.
The Crown Prince steadied his resolve, determined to calm his mind and sort through the jumble of memories. He rubbed his temples, trying to clear his head, but the fragments continued to wash over him like a tide, defying any attempt at order.
Just then, a light footfall sounded outside the door, followed by the anxious voice of Princess Sixi: "Is the Crown Prince awake?" She had been waiting outside for quite some time, consumed with worry for his safety.
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