In The Name Of Love

Chapter 26

I woke up in my own bed with the covers tucked up around my neck and a hot water bottle on my stomach. I decided I could fake concussion for a little while just so that I could stay still. I was warm and comfortable and home. There was a lavender candle burning and was the only light in the room. I drifted back off to sleep.

When I next awoke the candle was still burning leading me to believe I hadn't been asleep all that long. I was still warm and so was the water bottle and I really wanted to go back to sleep, but my body was crying out for movement. I stirred and shifted to another position, but it felt like only proper movement was going to cut it. I kicked the covers off and swung my feet around.

"Wyn?" Roy asked and turned the light on.

"Gah!" I cried in surprise and shielded my eyes. "Turn it off!"

"Sorry," he said and dimmed the light. "I thought you knew I was here."

"No! Why are you here? It's got to be three in the morning."

He sat down in the chair which he'd pulled over to the bed and somehow I hadn't seen even though I'd woken up facing it. "Any other brother would have gone with you."

"Don't beat yourself up about it."

"I already did."

"What?" I asked and put the light back on full power. So what if my eyes hurt. I looked him over and immediately saw the bandages stark white against his black skin. "What happened?" I asked and gently pulled his injured hands into mine.

"I was scared and they wouldn't let me near you and..." he clenched his hands into fists as much as he could. "I'm sorry. Can we talk about something else?"

"What day is it?"

"Thursday morning. And it is three-'o'-clock." His phone pinged. He twitched to see what it was, but stayed still.

"See what it is then," I said.

"It's not a good idea."

I picked it up from the bedside table. Breaking News – Prince Mircea's Condition Update. I gasped.

"I told you it wasn't a good idea," Roy mumbled.

I could have put the phone down, I probably should have, but I needed to know. I was only going to find out later when Mum or Dad told me anyway. I bit my lip and then looked over to my brother. "Will you sit with me?"

"Ok," he said and sat next to me on the bed.

I hit the light switch turning it off completely and pulled Roy's arm around me. "Is this alright?" I asked.

He nodded. "I think trying to work with Trisha was a good idea."

I smiled and leaned into him a little. "Me too. Can you hold this as well?"

He took the phone from me in one of his huge hands. I pressed play.

The studio that came up was a now familiar Romanian one and the presenter was the one who had interviewed us. Mihail. He looked tired, like he'd either been up all night, or sleeping in the office and only just woken up.

"Good morning it is now five am in Bucharest, Romania," his translated voice said, lips making the wrong shapes to match the voice. It was beyond weird to my still slightly concussed mind so I looked at his eyes instead. They weren't giving away much. "We're broadcasting live with a time delay so that translation technology can work. This broadcast is in Romanian. Earlier this morning Prince Mircea was transferred from hospital near Sulina to the main trauma department here in Bucharest. He arrived three hours ago and news just in is that he's fully woken up from his previously unconscious state."