Three Days of Recovery

"Lance? .. Lance!"

The frantic tone of a mother in realization of her first born twin son. How indeed did he end up here with a bunch of snake men and women. She ran over to the side of the vessel he was on, laying down on the brink of life and death. Each of them were. Most of their muscle mass gone, they were barely moving to TsukiNo's movement. A slow heart beat was felt in each of them, a thread of hope to bring her son and his people back..

Word stretched up to the castle. With the use of magic and medical knowledge, fourteen beds were made. Each snake person along with Lance was plugged in by an IV bag. Their four little wyvern children wanted to be just as helpful, even if it meant pouring an elixir based liquid down in each thirsty mouth.

They were all held inside the great hall until space was made in the gallery. Temporarily they used it as a medical shelter for the individuals that needed saved.

It's been three days of this treatment before anyone of them started to regain consciousness. The four dragoness were making sure they were drinking their fluids. Few staff were checking and replacing IV bags, along with their waste bags. They would dispose of them into the slightly active volcano through one of the lava tubes.

"Oh? Mmm.. Momma! Momma! Their waking up!"

Moera yelled out into the hall, rushing on over to the tallest snake boy she has ever seen. Which doesn't say much since they are the first snake people she ever witnessed.

"This one too!"

Rabu stated too, it was another snake unae struggling to wake up.

"Here! Here! Hey, slow down!"

Furea muttered out, trying to keep the leopard down from moving to much.

"Oof... What the hell... Where.."

Lance grunted, the child had a surprising amount of force behind her hands. His eyes, trying to blink away the hellish daze in his vision. They were inside of a structure, that was obvious. Stone brick walls, large portraits of the newly pronounced queens and now king. Along with photos of what appeared to be human, pure human.. They were in a king and queens outfit with large staffs in hand.

"Noa... Noa! Neel!"

Voices yelled out from the emerging persons trying to wake up. The staff were there trying to keep them from shifting around to mess with the needles inside of them.

Moera starred up in awe at the tall individual, hands curled up around his bed side.

"You shouldn't move sir..."

She muttered in a sweet little tone.

Rustling noises emerge out from the hall into the gallery. TsukiNo was first to rush in, and of no surprise, rushed to her baby boy. Arms locked around him, forcing him in a strong hold before he could realize what is happening to him.

"M... Mom?"

Lance said with quivering lips, he couldn't hold himself back. No matter how he viewed himself as strong. Six weeks of torture out on sea, then in his darkness moments, he sees his mom.

"Is... This heaven?"

He asked up at her, tears streaking down his face. TsukiNo only chuckled in her messy whimpers.

"That was... My response... When meeting your dad... Far from it Lance, far from it..."

TsukiNo replied out, letting the two be a mess. It wasn't long after that Emni and Cirre ventured in to check on their outside guests.

"Few of them have retained most of their muscle mass already thanks to our elixir maladies."

One of the staff said softly. She had large curved horns on her head with rocky armor over her arms. Before the transition, she was an elemental rock monster. Cirre was thankful to hear it and she carried on with her work.

Individually, they wanted to check up on everyone and get a story around this whole mess.

"So, could you tell me what happened?"

Cirre sat herself down next to the tall snake fellow. Steaming hot dishes of stewed pork was being passed around to each person in bed after numerous staff trying to keep them down in bed. Moera was sitting on her mom's lap getting her hair brushed. Her head rested back squeezing her mom's rather packed breasts against herself.