human
Doan:  "You’re awake." When Valt woke next, Doan’s voice was the first thing he heard.
gpt
Valt:  It was a struggle to get his sluggish body to obey, but he looked around. "Where am I…?"
human
Doan:  "The castle, in a temporary hospice room. We brought everyone who didn’t die here. A lot are still unconscious."
gpt
Valt:  They were in one of the castle reception chambers, now home to over twenty evenly spaced beds that held ashen-faced patients. A huge magic circle was drawn on the floor; a life-preservation spell.
human
Valt:  "Where’s the queen?" Valt asked
gpt
Doan:  Doan didn’t answer. He was sitting next to the bed opposite Valt’s. "Let me tell you this first." Doan’s face was gaunt, and his voice was purposely unemotional when he spoke.