You Are My Light

Aftermath

Kyran's POV

King Harrow walks through the door fifteen minutes after leaving with the royal Physician Maxwell following behind. "Please help him," Ezran begs. I look over at the young prince feeling bad for him. I know the type of worry he is experiencing for his brother because I have felt it in the past. Maxwell walks over to Callum and places a gentle hand on his forehead.

"His fever is exceedingly high and will need to be brought down quickly. You have done the right thing by putting a cold compress on his forehead and under his arms in order to bring his fever down, but it is not dropping like it should be." Maxwell states putting on latex gloves. I faintly hear Harrow tell the servant outside to get more cold water and rags. I look back over at Callum and sigh. "Can you please wait with Ezran outside King Harrow; I would like to give the young prince some privacy during the exam." Maxwell instructs. Harrow nods leading Ezran outside as I walk over to him.

"I will stay with Callum your majesty." I say.

"Thank you Kyran. Watch over him." Harrow responds as I nod. Once King Harrow and Prince Ezran are in the hall, I close the door and walk back over to Prince Callum and Dr. Maxwell.

"Help me undress him." Maxwell orders. I help him sit Callum up and allow him to lean his head on my shoulder when I see a puddle of blood soaked up by the pillow where Callum's head once was. I franticly look over to Maxwell as my hand that was on the back of Callum's head is covered with blood. Maxwell moved the hair away from where the blood is coming from. "Hold him still while I stitch up the back of his head to stop the bleeding." Maxwell states. I watch as he grabs gauze, a needle, and thread from his bag before returning back over the bed where I am seated with Callum in my arms. Maxwell takes a cloth out of the bucket of cold water and begins cleaning the blood off of the back of Callum's head causing Callum to flinch.

"It's ok Callum," I whisper into his hair. After he finished cleaning the majority of the blood around the wound, Maxwell grabbed the needle and thread. Sitting on the bed in front of me Maxwell begins sewing the wound on the back on Callum's head shut.

"He most likely has a concussion and a fractured skull." Maxwell comments making me frown. We lift Callum's shirt over his head and lay him back down so Maxwell can continue examining Callum. My eyes widen as I see all the bruises littering Callum's torso and the large wound oozing blood traveling from his right hip to his navel with messy stitches. The wound on his torso has black veins surrounding it.

"Dark magic." I mumble looking at Callum's condition with tear filled eyes. His wrists are rubbed raw and bloody with bruises surrounding them.

"Who could do this to a child?" Maxwell asks.

"Someone truly evil." I respond in a whisper. Maxwell begins cleaning and restitching the wound closed on Callum's abdomen before looking over to his other hip. Callum's left hip had a large dark bruise painting it as well as swelling around it. As Maxwell places a gentle gloved hand on Callum's hip, Callum's eyes shoot open as he lets out a gasp. Tears begin falling down his face and it is obvious to anyone around that he is in excruciating pain.

"Kyran, I need you to calm him down so I can take a look at his hip without alerting the people outside." Maxwell instructs. I set behind Callum's head placing it in my lap and brushing his hair out of his face to calm him down. He looks up at me with tear filled eyes while hyperventilating. It is easy to tell he is having a panic attack.

"It's alright Callum, I'm here, no one can hurt you." I whisper to him. Grabbing the cold rag from the bucket of water next to me I place it on Callum's forehead to try and ground him while also giving him the comfort of not feeling like he is burning alive. Callum looks up at me as tears slowly fall down his face. His breathing has evened out some as I continue brushing his bangs out of his face whispering comforting words to him. I look up at Maxwell and nod signaling Callum is calm enough for him to continue examining him. "Dr. Maxwell is going to help you feel better, aright Callum." I say. Callum nods looking up at me with teary eyes. Maxwell places a hand on Callum's hip and begins feeling around causing Callum to scream forcing me to cover his mouth, so Harrow will not come rushing in with Ezran. "It's ok Callum." I comfort wiping the tears falling down his cheeks.