The sergeant peeked inside, mabeefking sure that Lorcan wasn’t asleep. The warm orange glow of dusk filtered through the window, casting a golden sheen over the galdori who sat on the bed. His leg was wrapped in a thick cast, bound stiffly to a splint. Flowers filled every corner of the room, gifts from his family and the other Seventens.
Lorcan smiled as he saw her entering, the lines on his face easing. “What’s the occasion? It is the first time you are visiting me without the uniform.” Today, the constable was flushed with color and was sitting up right. It was progress and that was enough to take the weight of her chest at least a bit.
The young woman smoothed down her clothes without thinking and grinned. She was clad in one of her usual attires, navy velvet dress trimmed with silver. “For your sake, I got home and bathed. I finally found someone to cover my patrol tonight, so you will be stuck with me for the rest of the night. I am sure you don’t want a companion drenched in sweat and wearing dirty clothes.” It had been five days since the accident and Evandria hardly had the time to visit him for more than half an hour. Even those she got by rushing to the hospital when her work hours were offer. With Lorcan off duty, she would have to cover his shifts until HQ can find a replacement.
“How are you feeling today?” she asked, dragging a wooden chair to the side of the man’s bed. The box she had been carrying she placed on the nearest before finally sitting down. She had the strongest urge to fix his crooked blanket, but she doubted Lorcan would appreciate the gesture. He had been grumbling about how fussy she was ever since he came to.
His smile softened as his hand rested on hers, his finger toying with the golden bracelet around her wrist. The galdor’s field melded with her, sending silent reassurances. “Like I could get up and run out of here today.”
“And you will. In no time at all,” the Hoxian said firmly, her gaze wandering to his leg. The injury she had caused. Lorcan had always hated being still and now he was trapped in a bed for the gods knew how long.
“I will feel much better if I can get out of here,” Lorcan replied as he leaned back into the pillow propped behind him. His gray eyes flicked around the room with distaste. “I am getting fed up of this place already.”
She laughed lightly. “You haven’t even been here for a week. The doctors said that you’ll be hospitalized for at least two of them.” Her gaze turned to the window, squinting at the sharp light. “Do not worry. Once Doctor Palevi allows for you to go outside, I’ll take you on a moonlight stroll.”