The Dragon and His Prince{ManxMan}

*Chapter 40

Zavian

I groaned my eyes opening to reveal the brightly lit room and a woman at my side.

"Mother." My voice was hoarse and I swallowed painfully. She hushed me and held my neck, allowing me sips of water before helping me sit up.

"You're awake." She began and the cloth in her hand found its way to my forehead.

"Where is Marius?" I felt the churning in my stomach and groaned, breathing deeply at the pain it came with.

"Out. Per your request I'm sure." I frowned then, request? What did I ask for?

"Oh," I sighed then. "Why are you here?"

She frowned at my question and pursed her lips.

"What mother would pretend not to see the ailing of her son?" She spoke lowly. "You've been asleep for three days, I had to make sure you received the best care." Her eyes clouded with sadness. She poke with an elegancy that made anyone pause and yet the sincerity which dripped from her words had me frowning.

"After all these years? Now you care?" Her eyes moved from her task to meet my gaze.

"I have always cared... I've never been the best with my feelings," she explained softly, her face a mast of calm. "But I've never not felt concern for my children," her eyes were glassy suddenly and I tilted my head to the side. "While we are estranged, I fed you from my breast, held you until you no longer needed me and hovered where I could." She pursed her lips and sighed. "I do not expect you to understand." She stood then. "I'll have someone bring you something to eat."

Her sullen gaze drifted away from me as she made to leave. I felt my heart ache as I mentally scolded myself.

"Thank you, mother." She paused but did not look back. I sighed and glanced towards the balcony, staring out at the big of view I had. My brows furrowed then, I felt as though there was something I was forgetting, something I should be thinking about, contemplating and worries for but my mind went blank.

I wondered though while my mind acknowledged that it had forgotten something but couldn't recall what it was, where Marius had gone to and what the reason for it was.

My heart flopped soundlessly at the thought of the boy and I frowned wishing he was beside me except for wherever he was.

Nausea crept up my throat then and I closed my eyes at the feeling, how dreadful.

I ate at some point and I had been bathed, my body so weak that I couldn't fight them, my head was splitting in two and everything felt hazy until he returned. Where before I rolled in my sheets unable to be comfortable, feeling nausea threaten my wellbeing, once I laid my eyes on him, his body fazing in and out, he rushed over, his hand touched my hand and I smiled, feeling the slight fuzzy feeling over my sense clear.

"Zavian."

"Mar..." I rasped and weakly I pulled him towards me. "I missed you." I muttered finally feeling the weight of sleep but fighting it I could look upon his face.

His brows furrowed and his eyes searched mine. "Are you still unwell?"

"I'm alright," I sighed rubbing my face into the pillow and looking up at him, smiling in hopes if wiping his worry away. "Where have you been?"