Lana P.O.V
I sat there on the couch, just staring at Alexander's sleeping form. He had dark circles under his eyes, which only meant one thing - he had a difficult night's sleep behind him. My eyes traveled down from his face to his chest. I could see the scar start to heal up nicely, but it was still very red which meant that it was still infected. I just hoped that the medication and the antibiotics that the doctors gave him would do the trick. Who knows what the rogues used to hurt him like this, I only knew that there was no way in hell that it could have been sanitary at all.
I wondered when he would wake up, it ws already late morning and by this time, each other day he would ship me off to the care of Dermont while he got some work done. I knew he was most likely pissed off at me
