Chapter sixty four: months later.

"He isn't still awake?"

"Patience, darling. The doctor said to give it time." Alexander huffed. A little tired of repeating the same word over and over again.

"It's been a month already. Just how much more does he needs? The room is almost cramped full of get well cards." Elsa complained. The real reason been that all Caspian's work has been added to hers, which was almost drowning.

You would never know the importance of a person unless they were no longer there.

'Atleast he is still breathing and alive.'

Elsa never knew that she would come to miss that stoic face this much. It was to the extent that she was starting to feel weirded out by it.

'please get up soon you damn ice sculpture.'

Watching him lying so peacefully on the bed she scolded in her head. Resisting the urge to poke on his pale cheek. 'you are no sleeping beauty so fucking get up soon.'

"Why do you care so much anyway?" Her mate snorted, glaring at the poor sleeping beauty. (Caspian)

"That's because the super