Royal Misfits

Chapter Seventeen - Waking Up

Ethan's Pov

It's been almost two days since the intruders attacked, and, although, they've been caught and dealt with, it doesn't lift my mood. Amelia's fall resulted in a concussion, and she's been in a comatose state ever since. I refuse to leave her side, despite many telling me to do so. She would need me to be here when she eventually woke up.  The fact that our engagement party was ruined doesn't even faze me anymore, I just want her to come back to me, to us. Liz and Tate have been visiting frequently, checking up on me as well. Her parents have been doing the same, and what we all agree on is that we wanted her to come back as perfect as she was before.

Her parents had also suggested that, once Amelia woke up, we should take a trip away from the kingdom. I thought it would be too risky and Amelia wouldn't be strong enough, but they assured me that we shall wait until the right moment to carry out the plan. They also mentioned it meant so serve as a way to compensate us for the ruined party, of course I tried to put their minds to ease in that regard. I felt it not to bring a problem that the party was I'll - fated.  They continued to press the issue until I conceded. As they left, I sighed in relief and looked at Amelia, "Please come save me from your parents."

"Come on, Love". I spoke at her as I wrapped my hand around hers, "You've got to wake up sweetheart, we know you're okay, this cannot and will not gonna bring you down. You're such a strong soul." Words coated with faith and excitement fell onto a still unconscious Amelia, but I did not give up on her, I never will.

The events of the previous night were still fresh in my memory. All the events played back in my mind as I rested my head on our joined hands. I can't believe those people tried to take her away. She may be a princess and I know the dangers that come with it, but it angered me that they would dare even to touch her. I placed a soft kiss on her hand as I watched her laying here on the bed. The doctors rushed around her for the first few hours, running tests, but now, they visited only to check for improvements of any kind. They always left with a hopeless expression, but I knew better. My Princess will get through this, and we will be happy again.

I continued to stroke her hand softly, running my thumb over the back of her delicate hands. Drowsiness began to wash over me as I laid my head down next to her and closed my eyes. Sleep had just begun to envelope me in darkness when I felt a tug on my hands, still drowsy, I ignored it, but it happened again and I was forced to sit up. Her eyes fluttered open and looked at me, squinting as she tried to focus. Her lips moved to speak, but she closed them again and just lay back. Sh smiled softly at me and I couldn't help but smile back.  Relief washed over me as I leaned over and placed a soft kiss on her forehead, "You scared me, Princess."

Amelia's Pov

Ethan's words stirred me out of my drowsy state and I managed to let out a small laugh. I shook my head slowly and smiled. I drew in a deep breath tried to form more words.
"What did I do now?" I tried to sit up with Ethan's help.  "The engagement party, Love. I'm so sorry I wasn't there when it happened, Lizetta tried to fight him off and Tate found you afterwards...", he started rambling and I couldn't keep up with what he was saying, I placed my hand on his shoulder, "Ethan, stop, what are you talking about?
His hand tensed in mine and he leaned forward, "Amelia, you were attacked two days ago. You and Lizetta, after your party." I tilted my head to the side in confusion, "But the party hasn't happened yet, Ethan."
He sat back and looked at me, a worried expression evident on his face. He shook his head and placed his forehead on my hand, I put my other hand on his head and stroked his hair gently.
A knock came from the door, Ethan rose and called out, "Come in!". Lizetta and Tate walked in, and they both stopped in the doorway, staring at me like I were a ghost. I tried to smile and wave, but Lizetta was in my arms soon, holding onto me tight. "Oh, Amelia. I'm so glad you're okay!" I hugged her back, still confused about what they were all talking about.
My eyes followed Ethan as he approached Tate, he dipped his head low and attempted to whisper to his friend, but I heard what he had said, "Tate, Amelia doesn't remember what happened at the party."