Leah's POV
When I woke up, I was enveloped in warmth. Blinking against the light, I realized Lucas was holding me from behind. I cherished moments like this, moments that never happened when we were married. My head still felt foggy, and the tubes in my arms itched, making me impulsively pull them out. The machine beside me erupted in beeps, and a flustered nurse rushed in, her hand flying to her mouth in shock. Lucas sprang off the bed.
"I'm sorry, Sir. You can't be in here," she insisted, staring at him.
"I just want to be with my wife," Lucas shrugged, gently combing my hair. "I haven't seen her in so long."
"Her Highness is stable. We've administered serotonin to purge the wolfsbane from her system," the nurse explained, trying to reattach the tubes.
I wanted to protest, but a fac
