When Ambrose fell through the ice without warning, Raw was the one to dive right in after him before Cain or DG could stop him.
They knelt helplessly at the edge of the freezing water, staring down into the dark depths of the lake surrounding the Northern Island palace. Cain saw DG raise her hand up and close her eyes, the deep concentration pinching the sides of her mouth.
Endless seconds passed before a soaked head of long hair emerged from the water, spraying those above with icy droplets. In his solid grip he held Ambrose. "Take," Raw ordered. Cain didn't hesitate, slipping his hands under Ambrose's arms and dragging him up to the snowy bank.
Raw pulled himself from the water, tremor wracking his large frame as he knelt next to the man whose life he had just saved. "Ambrose lives," Raw assured them, not adding that it was his own hold on the man that had kept him alive. He shivered violently. "Inside. Too cold."
Cain took Ambrose himself, draping the soaking weight over his arms in a strong grip. "Hospital ward," he stated simply. "For the both of you."
Hours passed while healers pulled the wet, freezing clothes from Ambrose and help Raw out of his own fur garments. Wyatt and DG hovered nearby, offering a helping hand when needed but otherwise simply keeping watch over their friends.
"Why hasn't he woken up yet?" DG asked softly, holding onto one of Ambrose's white hands and watching the much-too-pale face for signs of awareness. Though wrapped in warmed blankets, his skin was still cold and his lips were tinged with pale blue.
Raw, from his curled position on the opposite bed, growled softly. "Hit head on ice when fell through," he answered from his own nest of blankets.
"Is he going to be okay?" the princess looked up at the viewer.
"Yes, just need warmth," Raw reassured them. He gave a soft purr when Cain's warm hand came to rest on his head.
"Get some rest," Wyatt told him. "We'll be here."
Raw took one last look at Ambrose and closed his eyes, knowing his friends would keep them safe.
**
The viewer woke to the scent of vanilla and reluctantly opened his eyes. He saw Ambrose sitting up in his bed, holding a single orchid in his long fingers.
Ambrose spotted the movement out of the corner of his eye and smiled. "There you are," he said with a warm tone. "DG brought us flowers. Did you know vanilla comes from this family of orchid?"
Raw chuckled but remained firmly entrenched in his nest. "Feeling all right?"
"Yes, thanks to you," Ambrose nodded carefully and Raw could sense from where he was that the advisor had a lingering headache. "Cain told me you didn't even hesitate, just jumped right in after me."
"Only one who could," Raw told him modestly.
"Still, I definitely owe you one." Ambrose stood and wrapped one of his blankets around his shoulders. He crossed the few steps that separated their beds and crawled up next to Raw. He tucked his socked feet into the Raw-warmed nest and laid on his side, facing the surprised viewer. "Is this okay?"
Raw untangled one hand from the blankets and raised it up to cup Ambrose's head, his thumb rubbing gently at one temple. "Better than okay."
They knelt helplessly at the edge of the freezing water, staring down into the dark depths of the lake surrounding the Northern Island palace. Cain saw DG raise her hand up and close her eyes, the deep concentration pinching the sides of her mouth.
Endless seconds passed before a soaked head of long hair emerged from the water, spraying those above with icy droplets. In his solid grip he held Ambrose. "Take," Raw ordered. Cain didn't hesitate, slipping his hands under Ambrose's arms and dragging him up to the snowy bank.
Raw pulled himself from the water, tremor wracking his large frame as he knelt next to the man whose life he had just saved. "Ambrose lives," Raw assured them, not adding that it was his own hold on the man that had kept him alive. He shivered violently. "Inside. Too cold."
Cain took Ambrose himself, draping the soaking weight over his arms in a strong grip. "Hospital ward," he stated simply. "For the both of you."
Hours passed while healers pulled the wet, freezing clothes from Ambrose and help Raw out of his own fur garments. Wyatt and DG hovered nearby, offering a helping hand when needed but otherwise simply keeping watch over their friends.
"Why hasn't he woken up yet?" DG asked softly, holding onto one of Ambrose's white hands and watching the much-too-pale face for signs of awareness. Though wrapped in warmed blankets, his skin was still cold and his lips were tinged with pale blue.
Raw, from his curled position on the opposite bed, growled softly. "Hit head on ice when fell through," he answered from his own nest of blankets.
"Is he going to be okay?" the princess looked up at the viewer.
"Yes, just need warmth," Raw reassured them. He gave a soft purr when Cain's warm hand came to rest on his head.
"Get some rest," Wyatt told him. "We'll be here."
Raw took one last look at Ambrose and closed his eyes, knowing his friends would keep them safe.
**
The viewer woke to the scent of vanilla and reluctantly opened his eyes. He saw Ambrose sitting up in his bed, holding a single orchid in his long fingers.
Ambrose spotted the movement out of the corner of his eye and smiled. "There you are," he said with a warm tone. "DG brought us flowers. Did you know vanilla comes from this family of orchid?"
Raw chuckled but remained firmly entrenched in his nest. "Feeling all right?"
"Yes, thanks to you," Ambrose nodded carefully and Raw could sense from where he was that the advisor had a lingering headache. "Cain told me you didn't even hesitate, just jumped right in after me."
"Only one who could," Raw told him modestly.
"Still, I definitely owe you one." Ambrose stood and wrapped one of his blankets around his shoulders. He crossed the few steps that separated their beds and crawled up next to Raw. He tucked his socked feet into the Raw-warmed nest and laid on his side, facing the surprised viewer. "Is this okay?"
Raw untangled one hand from the blankets and raised it up to cup Ambrose's head, his thumb rubbing gently at one temple. "Better than okay."
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