Chapter 1399

David still commanded respect within his circle.

On the bed lay Lysander quietly, the man Thalassa hadn’t seen for days.

Five days apart felt like an eternity to her.

As she approached, Lysander’s figure became clearer.

He lay on the hospital bed, dressed in the gown typical of the hospital, a light blanket draped over him.

Near the bed, a heart monitor beeped steadily, its lines dancing with life, a testament that he was still with them.

His head was wrapped in white bandages, stained with the brown of antiseptic, indicating the extent of his head injury.

his sharp features softened,

now relaxed. His eyes closed, the long lashes casting shadows on his cheeks, hiding his

his lips were pale-not commanding

so fragile, as if he could slip away at

her eyes burn tears as her

even as she tried to control

else seemed adequate to express her

was to save her that Lysander had ended up like this.

presence that had brought

he would be thriving, still dominating the business

existence of his four children. He would have followed Zephyr’s plans, married Charlotte Ravensong and lived a happy family life. He would

here, uncertain if he would even

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