-James-
“Hey.” As I blinked my eyes open, I heard a soft voice from my right. I turned my head slightly to see Lara sitting beside me. Just the sight of her made me forget all about being shot. She smiled at me, leaning closer, still wearing the same clothes.
“Am I dying?” I joked, still feeling the effects of the morphine.
She shook her head, laughing softly as she grabbed my hand. “No, you’ll be just fine.”
“How long have I slept?”
“A few hours. I explained everything to Evan, who helped me bring you here, and then he left to inform the king. It’s all being taken care of, even—” Her voice trailed off, a broken look forming in her eyes.
I pushed myself up slightly and then patted the empty space beside me. Her eyes lit up, tears glistening in them, as she jumped onto the bed, caref
