Coma
Alexei woke with a start, and for a moment he was ready to lash out at anything that got close, thinking he was still locked in deadly combat with the Nilbog.

But as his senses returned to him, he realised that wasn’t the case at all.

There was no smell of rust and smoke.

No blood coating the walls of the room.

No decapitated head of Neave.

In fact, Neave was sitting right next to him, his clammy hand wrapped in her tiny comparatively cool ones.

“Ah, you’re awake at last,” Risa said from a chair on the other side of his bed.

“What…” Alexei tried to talk, but the raspy croaks that came from his throat made it impossible for him to get more than a word out.

“Neave, remember what we talked about? Give him water, but only a little bit at a time so it doesn’t overwhelm his throat,” Risa said to Neave.

The small foxgirl nodded with a smile and poured Alexei a small glass of water from a jug that sat on a table next to the head of his bed.

She brought the liquid up to his
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