Zeke winced, worried.

The guards returned, looking less stressed.

Zeke watched them, worried. He asked softly, *how is he?*

"He is stable." One of the guards replied before going back to being silent.

Zeke nodded and waited.

(Time-skip?)

(Sure. And how about Caspians finnaly calmed down and now wants to hear Zekes side of the story?)

(Yup! That was exactly what I was going to do.)

(YAY!

can you do it? i have to get ready to sleep.)

Caspian walked down the halls, maids, guards, and warriors rushing up to him and complimenting him on his win. He simply smiled, nodded and continued on.

When he woke up on the hospital bed his throat was quite closed up and he was sadly informed that if he spoke to much he would most likely lose his voice. When he was fighting a rogue took a large part of his throat out, and with that his voice box, he was slowly healing, and throughout it all, it will be a very painful process. It will be very hard for him to eat and drink for that matter, seeing as his throat as a large bandage wrapped around it and gauze beneath that, stopping most of the bleeding for a short period of time.