He’s waking up.
I glance over my shoulder to see if anyone else has noticed, but they are all still resting.
“Saoirse?” He groans. I lean over so he can see my face. I wait patiently for his eyes to focus on me.
“I'm here sweetheart.” I murmur, smoothing a hand across his brow, careful not to wake the others.
“What…happened?” His head turns, his eyes clear and the relief I feel is unimaginable. His dark green eyes hold mine captivated as I try to figure out a way to explain everything, tears coursing down my cheeks.
“Halvden poisoned you during the duel. You beat him, but you have been in a coma ever since. I’ve been out of my mind with worry.” His eyes widen with shock and recollection. His hand moves quickly to touch my stomach, now starting to slowly flatten out again. I see the
