AMELIA

　　　 

　　　

　　　 “Why he hasn’t woken up? It’s been eighteen hours, Zarah.” I watched Ryden still unconscious in bed.

　　　

　　　 The portal took us to Italy, where there was an infirmary, and where Zarah had a den and conducted her magic.

　　　

　　　 “You should rest and get some sleep. He needs you when he wakes up, Amelia. I will take care of him. You have my word.”

　　　

　　　 I shook my head stubbornly. “I can’t sleep. I can’t rest. I can’t breathe until I know he’s okay and will wake up soon.”

　　　

　　　 “Now you sound like a wife and a luna. He’s recuperating right now. He has internal bleeding. A lobe of his left...