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| - River awoke a day later to find an Auroran woman sitting in a chair beside his bed. 'Thank goodness you are all right!' She said happily, when she saw him awake. 'My wife, the woman I was carrying, is she all right?' demanded River as he got out of bed. 'Where is she?' 'She is in the room next door,' answered the startled Auroran woman. Clearly see hadn't expected him to be able to get out of bed. 'But you should not be out -' She never got to finish her sentence for River had left the room, hurrying to the room next door where he found an abnormally pale Amy. 'Will she be all right?' River asked as he walked into the room, scaring everyone within, including Garth and Hammer. Storm immediately jumped off Amy's bed and walked sadly over to River and head butted his leg. River bent down and patted him. 'We don't know,' Hammer answered sadly. 'She might wake up and if she does, the poison that was in the Crawlers' - the creature we fought - claws will slowly kill her. For all we know she could get her strength back, but die two months later.' River stared at her before turning his gaze onto his beloved wife. He felt nothing. He was in shock. The shock that he would never see his wife's loving eyes, hear her beautiful laugh or see her caring smile ever again. He just couldn't - wouldn't believe it. He soon became aware of Hammer talking again. 'I've been meaning to ask you, by some miracle, you haven't happened to see an Albion Prince lately?' Hammer asked the Queen of Aurora. 'Young Prince Logan?' asked Queen Zenobia. 'We found him wandering the desert, on the brink of death,' explained Zenobia. 'He was lucky to survive, though he has no memory of how he did.'
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