85 Chapter 85

85 Chapter 85

Seraphina’s POV

The concern in Damien’s eyes was so profound it made my chest tighten with worry. Whatever had

happened to me, it was clearly far more serious than I had initially thought. The sterile hospital room, the

medical equipment, his haggard appearance-it all pointed to something significant.

“Damien,” I said softly, my voice still rough from disuse, “please tell me what happened. Why am I here?”

He squeezed my hand gently, his thumb tracing circles across my knuckles in a gesture that was both

comforting and nervous. The doctor beside him cleared his throat, consulting his clipboard with a mixture of

professional concern and barely contained amazement.

“Seraphina,” Damien began, his voice carefully controlled, “you’ve been unconscious for ten days.”

The words hit me like a physical blow. “Ten days?” I repeated, my voice rising in disbelief. “That’s impossible. I

feel like I just closed my eyes and had the most peaceful sleep of my life.”

“I know it’s hard to believe,” he said, leaning forward in his chair, never letting go of my hand. “But it’s been

ten full days. We’ve been here, waiting, hoping you’d wake up.”

I stared at him, trying to process this information. Ten days of my life, gone. Ten days where I’d been lying

here, unaware of the world around me, while Damien had clearly been suffering. The stubble on his jaw, the

wrinkled clothes, the exhaustion in his eyes-it all made sense now.

“But I don’t understand,” I said, struggling to sit up more fully despite the weakness in my limbs. “What

caused it?”

Damien paused, seeming to choose his words carefully. “You pushed yourself too far, Sera. Your body couldn’t

handle the strain”

The memories came flooding back then-the makeshift medical tent, the wounded fighters, the desperate need I’d felt to help them all. I remembered the feeling of energy flowing out of me, the growing weakness, the dizziness that had gradually consumed me.

“The soldiers,” I said urgently, gripping Damien’s hand tighter. “Are they all right? Did I manage to-”

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quickly. “Every single one of them made a full

died. For ten days, I had been teetering on the edge of

blur my vision. “I’m so sorry for putting you

know… I didn’t think…”

and perched on the edge of my hospital bed,

“Don’t you dare apologize.

alive because

appearance. “You look like

rueful smile crossed his lips. “Sleep wasn’t exactly a priority when the most important person in my world

emotion barely held

warmth of his palm against

here now,” I said softly. “I’m

in his expression-a mixture of relief

there was more he needed to tell me. “But

while you were unconscious.”

my stomach clench with

as if he were trying to memorize every detail. “The doctors ran

phrase whatever revelation he was

closer, his expression kind but

recover, the reason it took so long for you to wake up, is because you weren’t just healing yourself. You

force that it slammed against the wall, making all

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The sound of running footsteps echoed in the corridor

she really awake?” Ophelia’s voice, high with

room.

with unshed tears. Behind her, moving at the fast pace his little legs could

cried, his voice filled with

of my son-healthy and whole and running toward me-broke something loose in my chest. All

of the past few minutes dissolved in the face

reached me first, tears streaming down her face

the medical

“We

lose you.”

her as tightly

onto the chair Damien had vacated, his small hands patting

reassure himself that I was

awake!” he said, his silver-blue

you feeling better? Does anything

to ruffle his dark curls, marveling at how much he seemed to have grown in what felt like

but had apparently been ten

better now that I can see you,” I told him honestly. “Were

sleeping?”

was very good,” he said solemnly. “I helped take care of you and Daddy, and

sitting beside my hospital bed, talking to my unconscious form. “Thank you, sweetheart. I think I could hear you, even

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