CHAPTER EIGHTY THREE

For the second time that day Claude was rousing from a blackout. Or at least, she thought it was that same day. Her senses awoke before her body and her nose was assaulted by an intense incense smell. She couldn’t quite place it but if there was any thing that was going to make her open her tired eyes, it was that. It was quite intrusive.

Immediately her eyes fell open, she was immediately flanked by her sides. Her eyes had not even had enough time to take in her environment and when the blurriness finally cleared she finds out that it’s Denver and her mom. Denver was on one side and her mom at the other. Her dad was in the room as well, perched at the wall with his arms folded.

Denver lifted her hand and placed a kiss to the back of it, “I’ve been so worried Claude. We’ve all been so worried.”

“Yes.” Her dad concurred, his voice low and Claude thought he even sounded a bit angry, “We’ve all been so worried.”

“H-how is Nuella?” Claude asked the first thing that came to mind, her throa