The man gave a slight bow, removed the hood from his head, revealing an unremarkable face before the Redwood King.
The Wizard did not introduce himself, his gaze directly falling upon the Redwood King's face,
"Your Majesty."
The Wizard's voice was deep, "It seems your condition isn't very good."
The Redwood King's pupils slightly contracted, staring at the figure.
The bedchamber fell into silence.
"Felsan, mind your attitude towards His Majesty the King!"
The Guard Commander chided, then lowered his voice in reminder: "You may be arrogant with me, but not in front of His Majesty!"
However, unexpectedly, the Redwood King was not angry.
"Can you solve my predicament?" The king's voice carried hesitation.
"I need to see the specifics."
The one called Felsan, the Wizard, said expressionlessly.
"Alright."
The Redwood King nodded without hesitation, "Lillard, you may leave."
"Your Majesty." The Guard Commander's face showed a hint of panic.
