CHAPTER 24: Kingdom on a edge
Zayn did not wake. The room was dim, curtains drawn, wards etched faintly into the walls by the healers. Candles burned low, their flames steady—too steady for a room holding this much fear. May sat closest to the bed. She hadn’t moved since they brought him in. Zayn lay unnaturally still, chest rising shallowly, his skin pale against the dark sheets. The shadows that once clung to him instinctively were gone—absent, as if cut away. “He should’ve woken by now,” Xander said quietly, arms crossed tight against his chest. K stood near the foot of the bed, jaw clenched, eyes sharp and assessing. “This isn’t physical trauma. His body is… resisting something.” Ze’s fingers hovered just above Zayn’s wrist, sensing carefully. “The poison is still active. Whatever it is, it’s suppressing his
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