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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them made a full recovery. You saved them all, Sera. But you nearly died in the

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

tears beginning to blur my vision. “I’m so sorry for putting you through that.

know… I didn’t think…”

Damien stood up from his chair and perched on the edge of my

my face. “Don’t you dare apologize. You did something incredible, something

alive because of

said, studying his haggard appearance.

“Sleep wasn’t exactly a priority when the most important person in my world

the raw emotion barely held

savoring the warmth of his palm

here now,” I said softly. “I’m awake,

agreed, but there was something in his expression-a mixture of

was more he needed to tell me. “But Sera, there’s

while you were unconscious.”

made my stomach clench with anxiety.

as if he were trying to memorize every detail.

with how to phrase whatever revelation he was about

closer, his expression

recover, the reason it took so long for you to wake up, is

such force that it slammed against

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footsteps echoed in the

Ophelia’s voice, high with

room.

in the doorway like a whirlwind, her hair disheveled and her eyes bright with unshed tears. Behind her, moving at

cried, his voice filled with pure

my son-healthy and whole and running toward me-broke something

of the past few minutes dissolved in the

first, tears streaming down her face as she carefully wrapped her

of the

shoulder. “We were so scared.

lose you.”

whispered, holding her as tightly as I could manage. “I’m

had vacated, his small hands patting my arm as if he

reassure himself that I was

he said, his silver-blue eyes-so much like his father’s-shining with

better? Does

at how

but had apparently

told him honestly. “Were you good for

sleeping?”

and

beside my hospital bed, talking to my unconscious form. “Thank you, sweetheart.

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