Lena.
- Thomas! -. I run to him, hug him while he carries me and kisses me on the cheek. -I thought you wouldn't be here until the next few months-.
-I'll leave you alone-. Engla walks away from the resting place, Tommy closes the door, releases me, and we walk to the plush seats.
-How did you know I'd wake up? -.
-I really didn't know, but I brought everyone together because it was your funeral or the coronation ... -. He shrugs man, I beat him out of play for what he said. - Okay, the healers gave me a diagnosis, apparently they were right ... -.
-Thanks, Tommy-. He smiles at me, caresses my cheek, and leans toward me.
-I was afraid the forecast is wrong, but I'm glad to see you again-. He kisses me short on the lips. - Have you seen your children? (Nod) they really are an enigma… they don't look alike at all-. He says jokingly.