The next morning, Beauty slowly opened her eyes, the lingering grogginess of the fever made her feel a bit heavy. The sunlight filtered softly through the curtains.

As she stirred on the bed, she perceived a delicious aroma in the room. 

Her stomach grumbled, and for a moment, she thought Jessie had come to take care of her after all. 

"Jessie..."

Beauty muttered weakly, her voice scratchy and faint.

She shifted under the covers and realized she felt a bit ...