I could smell the chemicals, and hear the soft beeps, of the hospital room around me. This felt eerily familiar, then I realized that I was in the hospital room, like how I woke up in the room after the incident on my birthday. However, unlike last time, I cracked my eyes open immediately, looking around to see if anyone was in the room with me. Sitting in the chairs across the room, I saw my mother and King Robin. My mother was slumped over, her head resting on the King's shoulder. She was in a deep, though restless sleep, evident from her brow being furrowed, knitted in worry, even in her sleep. King Robin was holding her hand, rubbing a thumb over the back of it as he looked down at her with a brotherly protectiveness. They really are family. Studying them now, I realized that they had
