His Majesty (Slide Away)

48.

The ringing in John's ears appeared again, though this time, it wasn't as painful. The noise did not hurt his ears, however it was indeed unsettling to him. The fear of passing out again was what he dreaded the most, however.

He still could not open his eyes, they felt glued stuck, no matter how hard he tried. He couldn't move at all, his body was limp and he could not feel anything. Someone could prod him with a stick and he'd be unable to feel it.

The ringing abruptly stopped, and John felt hope.

and I remember when I had you... You were such a beautiful baby.

The person who was speaking laughed, the noise echoing in his ears.

So little, so sweet. You barely cried...

There were no cut outs this time.

I remember your birth more than Victoria's... I was actually conscious during it...

Victoria?

John's sister, Victoria...

He remembered his other sisters... Julia and Jackie.

And now you're here... This time you are the one who is not conscious.

Whoever was speaking, it sounded like their voice was now shaking. They seemed upset, but John swore he recognised the voice. It seemed so familiar to him.

I miss you, John... We all miss you.

What?

John, please. Wake up... Wake up for your mama...

Mama?

Was his mother there?

A loud noise scared John, but his stuff form calmed down when he recognised it as a door opening.

Thank goodness, you are still here.

A lower pitched voice spoke, and immediately John could recognise who it was. How could he ever forget that sweet, sweet voice?

"Paul..." He was whispering in his head, trying his hardest to make a sound. "Paul... Paul!"

Of course I am still here, Paul. His mother spoke up, voice still sounding somber.

"Mother? M-Mama!" He tried again, desperation taking over him.

I couldn't leave my little boy alone...

I spoke to Mimi.

What did she have today say?

"Paul!"

Nothing too important...

John felt the need to give up, coming very close to accepting defeat. But then something different happened. John could feel something against his hand. It was another hand, a cold hand, which rubbed soothing circles around the prince's knuckles.

Dear lord, John could feel his hand again...

He wasn't going to pass out again!

Well-

"Paul..." Though John was sure he'd yelled the words, but in actual fact they came out as nothing more than a whisper.

As soon as the room heard the frail Alpha speak, a silence fell.

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