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Myka gasped, bringing her other hand to her head. If she had known…
“Is he going to live?”
Hatch shrugged. “I imagine he will, but I don’t really know the details.”
“Is everything all right?” McCarren asked. “You look pale.”
She brushed her hair back from her forehead. “I think I need some water.” She nodded at the men. “If you’ll excuse me.”
The High Rulers seemed confused, but nobody tried to stop her as she rushed out of the room. She leaned her back against the wall outside in the hallway.
Drake had come for her.
Maybe not for her, but hehadcome.
She pushed off the wall and headed for her bedroom.
Myka had to find out if he was okay.
35
Drake
The Kingdom of Albion
“Has he somehow gotten uglier over the last two weeks that he’s been here?” Trev asked.
Drake slowly lifted one eye open and groaned before closing it again. His head pounded, and the lights above him seemed so bright, making everything worse. He tried again, peeking his eyelid open. He must have been dreaming, because somehow, he was back in his room in Albion, and Trev leaned over him, wearing a goofy smile.
“See!” Trev said triumphantly. “I knew he would wake up if I called him ugly.”
“I doubt you had anything to do with it,” Renna said. “He woke up because the doctors weaned him off of his medication.”
Drake eyed them. Everything surrounding them seemed fuzzy. He waved his hand out in front of him, but the action felt sloppy. “Stop staring at me.”
Trev straightened. “He seems to be in a pleasant mood.”
“Drake, how are you feeling?” Renna asked.
Drake brought his hand to his head, speaking in a slurred voice. “Like my skull was run over by a transporter.”
“Good guess,” Trev said.
Renna turned to Trev. “Would you take this seriously? Your best friend was involved in a life-threatening accident and has been in a coma for the last month, and all you want to do is make jokes.”
“I was in a life-threatening accident?” Drake’s eyes widened, or at least they tried to widen. His eyelids felt heavier than they ever had before. “I’ve been in a coma?”
“Yes, I definitely thinkyourway of telling him went much smoother,” Trev said to Renna with a dose of sarcasm.
Drake shook his head, searching for the last thing he remembered. “There was an explosion and a transporter.”
“Yep.” Trev nodded.
“Then gunshots and…” his expression flattened. “Myka got away.”
Trev and Renna glanced at each other.
“Like got away because you didn’t confess your love to her?” Trev asked, squinting his eyes. “Or got away because she escaped your operative mission?”
