Remington's POV-
My limbs felt heavy as I began to stir. I couldn't pinpoint what it was that made waking so hard. My mind felt as though I was behind a wall of water, memories of a dream rippled distorted through it. I couldn't remember the dream, but flashes of trees and dirt left me confused. I finally managed to crack my eyes open, but the confusion continued.
"Evander?" I asked groggily.
"Yes, Your Majesty?" Evander answered softly.
"What happened? Why are you here? Wait." I sat up quickly, revealing that I was no longer accompanied by Izmel nor Madison and River. "Where is everyone else? Are they alright?"
"Settle down, Your Majesty. That is an awful lot of questions to ask upon waking. I will answer each one in kind, but you must relax." He replied evenly, despite the mounting
