When next Drake opened his eyes, he was in a lying position. His eyes after few blinks was able to hold unto the vision of the day.
"Where am I ?"
He muttered, trying to look to his side, but he felt pain writhing through his neck.
"Ow... ow..."
He called faintly.
"Mason... are you alright? Are you fine?"
That voice was familiar but he couldn't move his head to see who it was. The girl arced her body over him, trying to touch him but holding back the gesture at the same time.
He knew who it was. He didn't have to think too much.
"Young Master... are you alright?"
That wasn't Caidine. It must be one of the maids.
"How do you feel? Are you alright?"
"Get the doctor."
Another maid snapped at the one who had asked questions. In no time, the doctor entered. Obviously he was in the hospital, in a private ward.
"Young Master, how do you feel."