The air in the hospital waiting room was thick with tension, the kind that clung to your skin like smoke. No one moved. No one breathed.“Where is he?” Maria asked, her voice calm but deadly serious.Derek held her gaze. “Safe. For now. But he’s not ready to be seen—not until we know what we’re dealing with.”Maria’s brow arched. “Meaning?”“He woke up, but not fully,” Derek said. “His memory’s fractured. He remembers the shooting, but not the face behind the gun. He asked for you, Maria… and only you.”Jake’s jaw clenched. Caroline’s heart dropped.“What about us?” Caroline asked. “What does that mean for the rest of us?”“It means,” Derek said, “he doesn’t trust anyone yet.”Damien scoffed, brushing invisible dust off his designer coat. “How convenient. The old king wakes up just in time to watch his kingdom fall apart.”Maria shot him a glare. “You’re still here?”Damien smiled thinly. “For now. But make no mistake—your king is weak. If he was truly the man he used to be, he wouldn
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