My muse had fallen unconcious in a deadly situation, yours has been kind enough to carry them to safety. Send me a ☠ for their reaction to waking up in your character’s arms.
As many times as she’d had visions, they’d always come in the form of nightmares. Never while she was awake. So the fact that a vision had struck her in the middle of the day was unheard of for Camelot’s princess. Not to mention where she was when it happened. Out on a ride with her roommate down a worn path through the forest that lay near Auradon High. The images that suddenly filled her mind in the middle of jumping a fallen log had caused Jenna to lose her grip on Corentin’s reins, and she’d slid from the stallion’s back, cracking her head on a rock or a tree root when she hit the ground and blacking out.
She opened her eyes again to a throbbing pain in her head and two concerned faces in her line of vision, that of her horse and Noor. She groaned, blinking slowly to bring her surroundings into focus. “Owww...”