The Last Ten Years

Lucien Frost stood in front of Erasmi's room, wondering if he was doing the right thing or not. He wanted to see and talk to Erasmi but did not know if Demetri would have an objection to it. After all, he had kept Erasmi hidden from them for all this while... But when he had mentioned wanting to meet Erasmi just now, the nurse had simply led him here. Didn't it mean that he wasn't at least forbidden from coming here? Of course, he knew that his brother might not even recognize him but he re did want to talk to him.

With a perfunctory knock, he entered the room stared at the frail man in front of him and sat on the chair gingerly,"Uhh.. Hi, Erasmi."

Of course, he paused and then cursed himself for pausing. It wasn't as if the man could reply.

With a deep breath, he continued again," I am Lucien.. I mean Lucy. I just thought I'd come back and re-introduce myself to you. I... uh... I want to tell you that I am really happy to see you like this..."