Thane opened his eyes, he was somewhere else. It was a dimly lit room, he looked around.
"Good evening, sunshine," he heard Max.
Thane turned towards him, only to find him swaying on a rocking chair.
There was a needle stabbed into Thane's arm, a very thin tube was connected to it, leading to a small sack.
"What is that?" Thane asked. He never saw such a thing. He was not anxious, he now considered Max a friend.
"A drip, a revolutionary medical method of delivering medical fluids or nutrients directly into the bloodstream through that tube inserted right into your vein.
It is very new but extremely expensive. None of the other kingdoms have it yet, that's something the Bentram Kingdom wanted to keep for itself," Max explained with a wink.
"Where am I?" Thane asked and grunted, his body was screaming in pain.
His face was still numb, especially his left side. Fortunately, he could see with both eyes now.
