Two Tormenting Weeks

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Zebian had been pacing around the room like a madman. He had been like this for eight hours. Anxiety was vesting in every pore of his being. No royal servants had seen the king bearing an emotional breakdown ever except for Lucian. His heart was warning him of seizures every time he watched her having them. She was jerking frenziedly. Her body was too weak to shake this badly, only if he could take her pain. It was killing him more than she was suffering.

It had been many hours and many seizures she have had since the moment he had taken her back to this heavily-guarded villa. The physicians were on their toes all the while. They were giving their all to save both; the mother and the baby, but the case was turning hopeless. The little one’s life was at stake from the second the arrow pierced her as the arrowhead was coated with poison. And the mother, she also had fewer chances of survival as well.

Doctors were keeping the majesty briefed. Every time they told him the severity of