It was at that moment that Adrian realized how unusually thirsty he felt. Reaching over to the table with his good arm, he reached for the glass of water which Annalise handed him. Making sure not to even brush her fingers, he took the goblet and took a long sip. It tasted bitter.
How many days had he been unconscious? He couldn't help but wonder about what had happened with Zahra and the Prince while he'd been out. Had Alexander many other rash propositions to her?
Just as he thought of Alexander, the doors opened up slowly and in entered the Prince. Except, it wasn't the Prince that Adrian saw as he slowly walked over to the side of his best friend with a tired smile.
His eyes were bloodshot, the circles underneath them darker than he'd remembered. His posture was rather sullen and he looked as if he didn't have any life in him. But who was Adrian to judge that?
"You have no idea how grateful I am..." The Prince said, slowly sitting down on the couch where Adrian lay. He shot Annalise a curious glance who had on a stoney expression but didn't say anything to her.
For the first time since he'd awakened, Adrian smiled at his friend and nodded. "Me too. What would you have done without me?"
Alexander laughed, the light appearing in his eyes as he gave his friend a pat and a genuine grin. "I really don't know the answer to that question Adrian. I'm just glad to have you back."
The three of them sat inside the room; the flickering flames coming to an end from the fire place as bright light seeped in through the windows. It felt like only yesterday the three of them had been in this same room, laughing and talking to each other in one of their 'tea-time adventures'. But life had changed.
It really had.