"Can you eat on your own, Feliciano?"

"I…I can try."

Goodness, he was failing immensely. It felt impossible lifting up his metal spoon. All of his energy seemed drained out of his body, and he felt so bad that he couldn't really do anything by himself. Ludwig saw the poor boy 's wrist shaking and unable to work properly. He sighed and took the spoon, confusing the boy.

"Eh?"

"Open your mouth."

Feliciano stared at him in confusion before opening his mouth, instantly feeling the spoon being led into his mouth. He felt his cheeks burn immensely before finally getting the energy to chew on his own. He looked down to hide the blush, yet unfortunately Ludwig thought he was losing more energy. He lifted up Feliciano's chin and saw his face turn from a chalky pale to a bright pink.

"Do you have a fever?"

"N-no…"

"But your face is so red…and you're getting warm."

"I-it's just the energy coming back…really."

Feliciano quickly took the spoon back from Ludwig, and continued to eat on his own, running on only the notion that for some reason being fed by him was the most embarrassing and yet the greatest thing that could ever happen to him. Then again, he was back in this dream state…where everything is all happy and flowers and stuff…

"Ludwig."

"Yes?"

"Am I…still dreaming?"

"No. Whatever you were in before was just a dream, a nightmare." The prince answered. "Whatever it was, you didn't wake up from it for quite some time."

"That explains why I'm so hungry…" Feliciano held onto his stomach. "And tired…"

"You've slept enough. For now, you eat and try to regain your strength."

"Yes, Ludwig." Feliciano smiled. "Thank you for helping me."

"You're welcome." Ludwig held his hand. "I'm just glad that you're alive."

Feliciano blushed even more.

"But…if it's not too much, there's a few things that I want to ask you, all right?"

"Um…s-sure."

"All right…first off, do you remember if anything…spiritual happened to you before you came here?"

"Eh? What do you mean?"

"Like…were there any encounters with something that threatened to hurt you?"

Feliciano looked away, wondering if he should actually say something. He thought of Arthur, that horrible man that made his life a living hell hole ever since he realized his feelings. He thought of how much power he has over his life, and if he tells him anything, he'll make him suffer all the same. Ludwig could see the pain in his eyes, and quietly rubbed his arm.

"You can tell me. I already saved you from a nightmare, so I'm willing to believe anything."

"…it was an angel."

"Hm?"

"It was this angel, with blond hair and white wings. All he kept telling me was that I was immoral and sinful, and that if I didn't change my ways he would have to deal with me personally." Feliciano folded his hands. "I…I refused to change who I was and…this happened."

Ludwig's eyes widened. Blond hair, white wings…there was no way that he was thinking about the same person that attacked him into a coma…the person that was after Feliciano…they were the same thing…?

"First, he tried to hurt me, then he tried to poison one of my friends…and then he forced Francine to sell me back to the prison that they bought me from. And when I tried to run away, he chased me down to the cliffs and pushed me off." He started crying. "He…he turned into you…and he told me that you hated me…and…"

"And…"

"…I believed it."

"What…?"

"You…you hate me, don't you?"

"Of course I don't. Why would I save you if I didn't?"

"You…what?"

"The person that carried you out of the prison…that was me."

"You?" Feliciano blushed. "You saved me…?"

"Yes…I did." Ludwig couldn't help but smile. "You were so fragile in there, so close to death…"

"I…I'm so grateful that you cared for me…" He rubbed his cheeks. "I can't remember the last person who did something like this for me…I hope I didn't trouble you."

"The only trouble you caused me was that you didn't wake up from it." Ludwig answered. "Seriously, I have never been so scared in my entire life."

"But you were in wars…and battles…and-"

"Nope. Never this scared."

"Oh…wow…" He looked away, hiding his blush. "T-thank you…"

"Of course. It's my duty to protect those close to me." Ludwig held his hands. "Are you good to answer another question?"

"Eh? Y-yes…"

"What was with that prison in your nightmare? It felt so realistic…"

It was then that he realized that Feliciano was shaking uncontrollably and almost began to sob before him. Ludwig froze, unable to understand what was going on, before going forward and hugging him gently. The boy sobbed quietly in his chest, clinging onto him with all the energy he could muster from his fragile muscles.

"I…I…"

"You don't have to-"

"No, no…it's all right. It's too important not to tell you." Feliciano wiped his eyes. "When I was taken, I was sent to a…slave camp, I think it was called. And we were abused, and tortured, and made fun of, and not allowed to call each other by name…few people would even remember what they were named when they escape."

"What…?"

"And there was a guy there that took a liking to me…he wouldn't let people buy me…he kept me for his own…" He sobbed. "And…he…he did things to me…"

"Shhhhh…it's over…"

"Why can't he get out of my head…? Why can't he leave me alone…?"

"He's not here anymore, everything is better." He smiled. "You're alive. That man won't ever come back for us anymore. He thinks you're dead now, so…"

"It's over?"

"Yes, it's over."

"Thank goodness…I was so scared that he was going to do something to us…"

Ludwig smiled softly, petting Feliciano and knowing for a fact that no matter what happens now, he knows how to counter magic with the mage that Gilbert had hired. Hopefully, Feliciano will be left alone and he could live in peace. Come to think of it…

"Your amnesia…"

"Yes…it's gone." Feliciano smiled. "I don't know what happened either…"

The two of them stared at each other before chucking in happiness, unable to figure out what just happened. After a few minutes, Feliciano continued to eat, his energy finally returning to him. Suddenly, Roderich walked through the door, a confused look on his face. Feliciano and Ludwig looked up as the man turned to him in confusion.

"Have you two seen Gilbert?"