Chapter 84

All I wanted was to find Charles. "I really saw him. I did! It was Charles. It was him…" I burst into tears. "Please, let me find Charles. I have to find Charles…" Then, I was pulled into a warm, broad embrace, as if I were a rare treasure being cherished. I caught the familiar scent of pine and a strange yet intoxicating fragrance. It was a clean, masculine scent. I had only ever encountered it on Charles. Tristan gently soothed me, saying, "Don't cry. Be a good girl, Wyn. You saw him; it was Charles. It was him. You weren't mistaken." I cried even louder, but he wouldn't let me struggle to get out of bed. Tristan held me close, trying to keep me still in bed. "Don't get worked up," he said sternly. "The doctor said you've got another head injury. You can't get agitated again." I gradually calmed down as Tristan's weight pressed against me. After a moment of quiet, I mumbled, "I'm okay now, so you can let me go." Tristan slowly released me. To keep me calm, he sat on th