*Pewdie's POV*
My eyes lazily lifted themselves opened. It was very, very dark, and I couldn't see a thing. A feeling of panic rushed through my veins, prepared to throw a fit at any minute. "Hello?!," I cried nervously. "Where am I? Am I dead?!" Just then, someone scooped me into their arms, and carried me into a room that was filled with light. A friendly room, if you will.
"It's alright, Pewdie, the person whispered in a crooning French accent. "Yeu're alright. Yeu're still very alive." They placed me down on a soft as my vision went into focus. The person was just Stephano; it would be fine.
"Yeu're finally awake," he purred with a smile. I yawned, and sat up. "How long have I been sleeping for?," I questioned.
Bernard, who must've been lighting large gas lamp in the room, padded over to the two of us. "Nearly four hours," he responded, stroking my sweaty forehead. "We were afraid that you had a concussion."
I rubbed my head. "W-will I be alright?," I asked sheepishly. Stephano nodded. "Yas," he said. "Yeu'll be perfectly fine. No head injuries." He leaned down, and placed a peck on my mouth.
Bernard stood up, and cracked his knuckles. "Stephano and I already had something to eat," he told me. "You hungry? I can get you something if you are."
I shook my head. "I think I'll be okay," I said, patting my stomach. "Breakfast is still here."
Bernard nodded. "To drink? You thirsty?," he offered.
I shook my head again. "I'm fine."
Bernard nodded. "Okay," he said. "If you do get hungry or thirsty, don't be afraid to ask for something to eat."
I stayed quiet for a minute, as I thought something over. "Stephano?"
"Yas, Pewdie?,"
"Where are we?"
"Ze ozer side of ze castle. We aren't zat far from his home."
Bernard came over with a glass of ice water, frost coating the sides of it. "If we do enough walking, we can probably get there in a couple of days," he said.
So, to rest up so that we could have enough energy, the three of us slept, and ate just enough food for power.