The final drops of the cure were administered, and a profound shift swept through the town hall. The heavy, suffocating silence of sickness was entirely replaced by a vibrant energy as hundreds of cured citizens stood up from the wooden seats, moving their limbs in sheer amazement.
Mothers wept tears of absolute joy while holding their fully recovered children, and old men laughed aloud as the dark, toxic veins vanished from their skin. A chorus of heartfelt gratitude began to echo off the bare stone walls, the commoners bowing deeply toward the stage where Elias and I stood. "Bless the crown prince! Long live the crown princess!" they shouted, their voices filled with a genuine devotion that warmed my chest.
