CHAPTER THIRTY-THREE
The beeping sound from the machines were ringing so loudly, Tessa’s mother was wailing and two nurses were pressing some sort of weird iron contraption on her chest following the call of the doctor.
I was horrified and so was Xy’thern.
“Doc?” I called, my voice tiny and scared.
“I'm sorry your majesty but you're going to have to wait outside. Please take her parents with you as well, they're kind of distracting us,” he responded and went back to this new form of medical routine that I've never seen before.
“You can't do that! She's our child, we need to make sure she's fine!” The woman screamed at the doctor and I understood where he was coming from. Maybe this was a new medical tactic and he needed to focus on getting it right but her crying wasn't letting that happen.
“But Ma'am, there's nothing you can do for her right now except wait outside. It hurts me too –” I began but she cut me off
“Hurts you? You put her in this condition because of your selfishness! How can you stand there and pretend you give a fuck when you're literally just casually strolling back in after abandoning her to go get more terrible instructions from your father? Do you even know what love is?” She poured her venom at me and in that moment, I hated the part of me that felt things.
It hurt that everyone assumed I was some log of wood with no emotions. I had even begun to believe that until I met the fiery vixen that was battling with her life on the small hospital bed.
Xy’thern wanted to strangle her mouth shut for hurting me emotionally but I shut him down. He's more prone to violence with the situation on ground and I feared letting him gain control at any point no matter how tired I felt. Somehow, Tessa gave me the boost I needed to control my wild side.
“I'm sorry you feel that way about me but if you want your daughter to have a chance at surviving, you have to let the doctor work without disturbing him. He's obviously trying something new and needs all the concentration he can get, you're not allowing him,” I said to her gently, trying to understand her pain.
She came here with the expectation that her daughter was going to become the number one female of two planets but instead, she's lying in my private clinic and fighting for her life.
So it didn't matter if she wanted to unleash hell on me, I was strong enough and could take it.
“There's nothing new about CPR and Darling, let's wait outside a bit, okay? We can insist on the door being opened and getting first hand information,” the man finally agreed, also convincing his wailing wife.
I helped push his wheelchair and I could see the shock on his face. It was just like Tessa's when I'd do something nice for her out of the blue and it sometimes made me question how she saw me.
Was I that much of a monster? I guess I'd have to stop comparing myself with my father, anyone can do better than him in that spectrum.
I went back to the operating room and pulled up a chair.
“Don't worry, I won't disturb your work, I just don't think it's safe for anyone if I'm not where I can see here,” I told the doctor who nodded.
I've been a privileged man all my life, taking my problems in stride as I felt it was the price to pay for having so many great things given to me on a platter.
When I walked by, people bowed, I never needed to raise my voice except I felt like it, I had millions of armies at my command and in three days, I was going to be the most powerful creature on the planets of earth and Zorvath.
I'd never known the word fear, that is until that moment as the doctor fixed an oxygen mask and I watched the nurses inject Tessa with several drugs and she just lay there.
That was unlike her.
She was a damn spitfire and she didn't take any bullshit from anyone including me.
I didn't let her have the choice of choosing me versus anyone else because I knew she wouldn't choose me. I represented a system that has caused her pain but I was too selfish to let her go.
Humans were supposed to feel things for us which was why we didn't let them know we had souls or feelings and emotions. For some reason, that always made them care more, an innate desire to save elicit impossible feelings making them pour all their love into us.
But once the two year period was over and a higher Zorvathian got their perfect son based on how much the human loved you, you sent her back home with money that'll last them about a year because we didn't want them getting extremely rich and challenging us.
We knew how to keep them in line without lifting a finger but it took a toll on us so we devised other means to keep them in line, one of which is keeping everyone fed but barely.
No one understands how heartless you actually have to be to take on such responsibilities and with each passing year, my father passes on more responsibilities to me, wary of the many other Council members who want to declare him unfit to rule and take the power from us.
Honestly, I wouldn't mind but I knew the consequences would be severe considering Zorvath is uninhabitable for the next fifteen years.
They'll probably kill off all human men or something more drastic so they'll keep the women just for breeding and turn all of this into a shit show.
Without ever holding such amount of power, all they knew was to demand for more not caring about the consequences.
Although Tessa stabilized my position and made my fortress impregnable, I actually did care about her and as the nurses cleaned up all the blood that had terrified me earlier, I began to pray to the old gods for the first time.
They gave her to me and I made a promise to make sure I and Xy’thern would love her in the best way possible.
I don't know how but I'm committed to trying. It's the best I could do considering the circumstances I'd forced her into.
“She's finally stable, Your Majesty. But I'll stay here and watch her through the night for any changes. The venom in her system isn't really helping,” the doctor informed me as he arranged his tools in a plate before passing it on to a nurse.
“But she'll survive this, right?” I asked with high hopes. He was the best doctor in the whole city and even though it made him feel useless sometimes with me never falling sick, it was his duty to attend to me and my household before anyone else. I'm grateful I insisted on that because he literally went through a lot to get her back from the hands of death and I watched it happen.
“For now, I can give you a seventy percent assurance but like I said, your venom in her body system is still causing a lot of issues and I would have asked for a blood transfusion from you directly but that's uncharted waters. I don't want to take any unmitigated risks,” he explained.
“Alright. Thank you so much, this means a lot to me,” I told him and his eyes went as wide as saucers and once again, I'm faced with the fact that I might have been a terrible person before now.
I didn't give it much thought and I simply took a chair and placed it next to her bed and I held her hand and watched her sleep like a damn creep.
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