"Galadriel!"
The mabn shouted, as he shook her shoulders, trying to wake her up.
But the woman didn't respond, her body had went completely limp.
The physician rushed forward, his hands trembling violently as he pressed two fingers to her wrist.
After that, he checked her neck, then he checked her eyes, and by the time he was done, the man's face was drained of all the blood he had.
"Say something, Damn it!" the man demanded, his voice shaking the very walls of the chamber.
Scared shitless, the physician fell to his knees, pressing his forehead against the cold stone floor. The poor guy was sobbing in terror.
"I... I am sorry, Your Majesty," the physician cried out, his voice cracking, "The... the drake marrow... it wasn't strong enough."
"The root's energy was too much... it overwhelmed her heart. She... she has slipped into a deep coma. I... I cannot wake her."
Silence fell over the room. It was a terrifying, suffocating silence.
