Nicholas’s POV
Hazel still hadn’t woken up.
Morning sunlight poured through the large windows of the hospital room, warming the floor and the edge of the bed, but none of it eased the tightness in my chest.
I sat beside her with my fingers wrapped tightly around hers, watching every tiny movement like a madman. Every breath she took, every twitch of her fingers, every small sound had my full attention.
The doctor had already come twice to examine her and both times he said the same thing.
“She’s fine, Your Majesty. Her body is only exhausted.”
I leaned back slightly in the chair, rubbing a tired hand over my face.
I tightened my grip on her hand unconsciously. “You scared me,” I muttered quietly, staring at her sleeping face. “Do you know that?”
Her brown hair spread across the pi
