AMELIA
“Why he hasn’t woken up? It’s been eighteen hours, Zarah.” I watched Ryden still unconscious in bed.
The portal took us to Italy, where there was an infirmary, and where Zarah had a den and conducted her magic.
“You should rest and get some sleep. He needs you when he wakes up, Amelia. I will take care of him. You have my word.”
I shook my head stubbornly. “I can’t sleep. I can’t rest. I can’t breathe until I know he’s okay and will wake up soon.”
“Now you sound like a wife and a luna. He’s recuperating right now. He has internal bleeding. A lobe of his left lung is punctured. He should be dead by now if he wasn’t strong enough that he still chose to find you instead of getting treatment. You owe him that much, Amelia. Now go and rest.”
I blew a breath. I was beyond exhausted.
