"Look at the Crown Prince, he's moving!"
"Tell Emperor Titus IV that his grandson survived the assassination attempt!"
I heard a voice of doctors who spoke a kind of Latin mixed with Italian and French, one of the doctors with a strong Spanish accent said:
"The Crown Prince survived the assassination attempt, call the Imperial Guard to protect him, the fate of the Tropical Roman Empire, this is the critical moment since the Barcelona attack in 2000 that killed the youngest son of Emperor Titus III, Prince Paulus Lucius Constantius, we must not do what they did 15 years ago, reinforce the hospital and do not let any stranger reach the Crown Prince's room."
I don't know how I ended up here, I was defending a space fleet of a mining company, from Neptune to Earth when an alien pirate ship attacked and invaded the ship, then I'm surrounded by doctors and it seems I am the Crown Prince of some kind of Roman Empire, but it appears I am in the early 21st century before the establishment of the first extraction planets and the terraforming of Mars, It still seems very strange to me, but since I'm in this body I'll try to get used to this new life.
A nurse looked at me with a look of astonishment and said in Spanish:
"Estoy seguro de que después de esto el Príncipe Heredero estará animando a algún francés a invadir el Reino Unido."
What?!?!!? Why would I root for some Frenchman to invade the UK? I plucked up the courage and asked the nurse:
"Nurse, what's going on and why am I in a hospital room?"
The nurse's reaction was one of astonishment, her eyes widened and she shouted in Spanish:
"¡Dios mío! ¡El Príncipe Heredero habla! Doctor Herrera, ¡un milagro está ocurriendo! ¡Llame al cirujano general!"
The nurse opened the room door and ran out, the assistants were also impressed that I was talking and only then did I begin to have the memories of the owner of this body,his name is Titus Commodus Augustus, he is a 14 year old boy, he was watching a game between Real Madrid x AS Roma, when at the end of the match a sniper tried to assassinate Emperor Titus IV and the bullet hit his throat and maybe that's why they're surprised to see me speaking after an attack.
Well, it's time to avoid any more awkwardness for the nurses and at least stick to what year I'm probably in the 21st century.
The door opened and the nurse appeared and an older gentleman appeared in a lab coat and the nurse spoke in Spanish:
" ¡Doctor Herrera, el heredero al trono romano-tropical le habla! ¡Dijo que si sobrevivía, tendría que llevar un simulador de voz en la garganta el resto de su vida! ¡Habla como si no hubiera habido ningún atentado contra su vida!"
Realizing that the doctor was impressed with my improvement, I spoke in a slightly slower tone:
"Doctor Herrera, the surgery was a success, I'm alive and I'm talking, you can tell my grandfather and tell the journalists who are in this hospital that my life is not at risk and that I will have to stay a few weeks in the hospital."
Even speaking in a slower tone, the doctor was impressed to see me speaking and said, still not believing what had happened, he asked me:
"Prince Titus, Your Highness had about an 18% chance of survival and a 0.5% chance of speaking again. You are a miracle. Your grandfather, Emperor Titus IV, will be very happy to see his grandson alive. Well, I don't know what to say, but try not to overexert yourself and rest."
I nodded to the doctor, accepting his recommendations, and spoke in a slow tone:
"I'm fine, leave me alone for a bit as I need to recover after my operation."
The doctor and the other people agreed and left me in the room, now I saw on the calendar that it was March 16, 2015, this means that I am 480 years in the past, humanity was still trying to create a nuclear fusion machine and interplanetary travel was a dream due to the exorbitant cost of sending a ship to the planet that would take years to reach the destination planet, NASA practically puts Trireme in the Atlantic Ocean, instead of a Portuguese caravel that was faster and more resistant, the military world still behaved as if it were the Cold War and not the 21st century, 21st century medicine is a bloodbath compared to what it became in the 25th century, politics would still be governed by Baby Boomers for a long time to come until Generation Z did something to destroy the legacy of the Boomer world and began to think about how to build a new world without the vices of older generations, it was no wonder they were called "The Second Lost Generation" by sociologists in the 25th century, my ancestor fled Brazil after it collapsed in 2027 and went to live in Italy and then fought in a civil war and became one of the most influential people of Italy in the 21st century, but I am not in my ancestor's past, but in another timeline where a type of Roman Empire exists, this world is different and perhaps I should honor the last name of my family, Di Sforza.