The whole palace had descended into chaos. Every physician from the realm had been summoned to the palace to save Queen Sephora.
Queen Sephora screamed in pain, her body twisting under the soft covers. Her skin turned red, and raised marks appeared, like something burning under her skin. Her breathing was fast and weak.
In the royal waiting hall, King Aden walked back and forth like a trapped animal. His fists were tight, and his eyes were full of anger.
Prince Adam stood next to him, quiet, but the tight line of his jaw showed he was upset. Queen Sephora's cries rang out from her room, spreading fear through the palace.
"Who the hell gave her that tea?" King Aden roared, his voice cracking through the stillness.
Just then, the doors opened, and the young noble ladies walked in fear etched into every inch of their trembling bodies.
Lumina and Stella entered last, their steps slower, more composed, though uncertainty hung around them like a mist.
