father-daughter dances are supposed to be more fun

The sedatives worked quickly, and Ella's struggling slowed, until it ceased entirely. She had kept struggling, until she caught sight of her father, though. The sight of him caused her to visibly relax and settle, blinking blearily as he came to sit next to her.

She stared, pupils dilating as the sedative slowly worked its way through her system. Novella inhaled quietly, Let me go? It was a pitiful ask, her voice quiet, not quite a whisper. She raised one hand to tug weakly at the restraints.

A little girl begging for leeway after orders didn't work. Mmm... no? She didn't sound certain; but then she wasn't certain she'd never heard the spirit's voice in her mind before. She was struggling to focus, every-so-often attempting to get her hands free.

No real struggle in her, she eventually let herself fall limp, staring at her father. Why so many? She was looking towards the now-closed door. Last time, there had been fewer healers attending to her. And they didn't restrain or sedate her.

Papa? She spoke slowly, fighting the lull of the sedatives, They were... arguing? Why?

@Malachai Valentius