Nyx was with Oberon throughout the day. Unfortunately, his recovery was painfully slow. She would keep dabbing his forehead with a cold towel to reduce his rising temperature. Each ti he moved, and he didn’t wake up, it was a huge blow to her.
She sat beside the bed, watching him, "I do not rember it being this slow," she sucked her teeth, "Oh well."
She coughed slightly, rising to her feet, "I should give him a few more hours I think, he should gain consciousness any second," she headed to the bathroom.
She freshened herself up, and ca back to bedroom. She looked towards the bed. Oberon had tilted his head to the other side in a very uncomfortable position.
Her heart raced as she rushed towards the bed, "What happened?" She slipped her hand under his head trying to make his head rest a little.
Oberon groaned.
She stopped to look at him, "Huh?"
He grunted again, trying to move his head.
Nyx’s jaws dropped, he had regained consciousness?!
"Oberon?" She called, her heart drumming with anticipation.
"Hmm," a low grunt rumbled from his throat.
He gently moved his head to where she was standing on the other side of the bed, his eyes flickering open. His eyes fell on her, a soft smile spreading across his face.
"Hello," he greeted, his voice muffled.
Nyx just stared back at him, her mouth wide open. He shifted uncomfortably on the bed, "Hm, my head hurts," he hissed.
"Oh," she laughed nervously, allowing his head to rest well on the bed.
"Oberon," she called out again.
He closed his eyes, "Hm?" He cleared his throat, "Wh- what is it?" He stretched his legs.
She wiped her face, "I- it worked!" She placed a hand over her mouth, "Wow," she sniffled, her vision blurred.
He managed to open his eyes again, "Nyx?"
"Yes?" She whipped her head up to look at him, "What is it? Do you want sothing? Water?"
His eyes were now fully open. He stared at her with amusent in his eyes, "Nyx?"
Her brows knotted together, "What do you want?"
He clutched the side of the bed, trying to help himself get up.
"Hold on! Let help you!" She rushed to his side, helping him sit up, "You should be careful Oberon, do you not know you are injured? Why are you always so careless with yourself?" She scolded him.
His eyes softened, "Nyx, you are here.." his right hand ca up to cup her cheeks, "You ca for ?"
Nyx felt bad all of a sudden, "I.."
"I knew it," he chuckled softly, "You do care about ," he let his hand caress her cheeks, "It has been so long.." his grey eyes stared deep into her eyes.
She felt as though she were lting, "I am sorry," she hung her head, "I did not an to put you in this condition. It is all my fault!" She balled her fists.
Oberon’s gaze shifted from her to his bandaged arms, and legs, "I was beat up real bad," he shook his head.
"Wait," his eyes brightened as if he just rembered sothing, "Where is my son? Archi, I saw him, I knew I saw him. He is here, right? He should be close, where is he?"
Nyx swallowed hard, "He is in the crimson den," the tears she was trying to force back in, ca back rushing like torrents, "The elders sent him there because.. because," her breath hitched, "He tried- to kill you," she pald her face, her voice was completely choked when she tried saying the last part.
He watched her cry for a while, and his expression turned sour, "Stop crying, Nyx."
She looked up at him, "What?"
"He hates so much," he bit his lower lip, "I do not bla him for that."
She shook her head, "No, it was my fault," she held his right hand, "It is because of he hates you so much," she sobbed.
He arched his brow, "I doubt that. I have been a horrible father, and mate. It is only likely for a six-year-old to grow up with such ntality."
"I was horrible," he looked away, "I hope he can forgive so day," he whispered, resting against the headboard.
Nyx’s lips trembled, "You do not understand," she croaked, "I made a mistake, that is why."
He chuckled, "You did nothing Nyx," he let her squeeze his hand, "If everything had been set straight from the start, it would not have co to this. I am sorry Nyx," he gulped down.
"Oberon, he is in the crimson den. Archi is a Lycan just like you. It must be tornting him really bad," she wiped her teary face.
"Who sent him there?"
She rolled her eyes, "I just told you, the elders sent him there because he tried to kill you."
"Hm, I did not ask them to start judging cases like this!" His eyes darkened, "Once we are done, send soone to get the elders imdiately. I would like to talk to them."
She nodded frantically, "Does that an he is getting out?"
"What he needs is a talk with ," his eyes returned back to his normal soft gaze, "I have a lot of apologizing, and explaining to do," he clenched his fists.
"That is fine. Thank you so much," she clasped her hands together, "Thank you," her voice broke.
"I am really sorry Nyx."
She took his hand, "I am sorry too," she leaned forward, kissing the back of his hand, "I should not have been too selfish not to have let you make it up with ."
His eyes widened as her lips touched his hand sending shivers all over his spine, "You.." his breath hitched, "So.. does that an you have forgiven ?" A smile lit his face.
"Yes. I want you to forgive , too."
His chest was rising, and falling in rhythm with his breathing. His face bead with joy, "It ans, you have forgiven ? I can make it up to you?" His voice was shaky.
"You can," her cheeks flushed.
"Ha!" He spread his arms wide out of excitent, but he imdiately dropped it back when the pain struck, "Ow!"
"Be careful now!" She gasped.
"I got too excited sorry," he slightly shook his head, "Co closer," he patted the side beside him.
She pushed down the lump in her throat, sitting beside him.
"Thank you so much Nyx. This ans a lot to ," his voice dropped to a whisper.
She cupped his face in her small hands, "You do not have to thank . This is what we ought to do. Start all over."
He kissed one of her hands, "I agree. We will start all over, I have been wanting this for over three hundred years of my life."
"You are quite old," she made a silly face.
"It is not my fault you are so young," he let his right hand ruffle her hair.
She grinned, leaning forward, and placing a kiss on his lips. He gasped softly, then responded back hungrily. After so ti she pulled away.
"You are not supposed to turn on an injured king like that. You have gotten quite bolder, huh?" He gave her a knowing smile.
She shrugged her shoulders, "Of course, I learnt from the true master."
He pouted his lips again, "Kiss again, I really missed you."
She nodded, locking her lips on his again.
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