CHAPTER FORTY-FOUR
Morgan's POV:
This was so f*****g surreal.
I woke up in an uncomfortable hospital bed with one of my legs practically hanging off the mattress, my brother snoring from a recliner a few feet away, and the King of the Eastern Kingdom wrapped around me like a six-foot-four human blanket.
And somehow, my heart had never felt more content.
For a few minutes, I didn't move.
I just listened.
The steady rhythm of Damian's breathing.
The occasional beep from the monitor beside me.
Alex's obnoxious snoring.
The faint sounds of nurses moving through the hallway.
Normal sounds.
Living sounds.
And they sounded amazing.
Damian's face was relaxed in sleep, which was something I rarely got to see. No royal composure. No intimidating King. No cocky smile that made me want t
