Call the Doctor. Alexander's POV "What's wrong, Maria?" I held her as she burned with fever. "Tell me, how do you feel?" "Alex," she muttered quietly. "Please save me." "Don't talk," I faltered as fear gripped me. "The doctor will be here soon to check on you." A knock interrupted me. "Come in," I announced. Miller, the pack healer, walked in, carrying a box with him. "Miller," I gently placed Maria on the bed. "Tell me, what's wrong with her?" I grabbed the hem of his clothes, demanding an answer. "My king," he said, bowing. "Enough with your greetings, Miller. Tell me, what's wrong with Maria?" "My king, I need to examine her to determine the exact cause," he revealed. "Okay." I let go of his clothes, and he began his examination. "Hmmm!" He sighed. "Is it serious, Miller?" I asked anxiously. "It's very serious, my king," he replied. "She's very sick, and she needs..." He looked at me with concern. "She needs what?" I trembled. "Tell me?" "She's pale, and she requires
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