"What is wrong with Consort Darren? How come we've heard reports that he isn't feeling well? Has a royal physician been summoned to examine him?"
Prince Kaelith's voice rang out from outside the room, causing Darren's heart to plummet into his stomach.
The color drained from his face.
"The royal physician is here...that means no physician has visited before now. And if someone had come, it certainly wouldn't have been the royal physician himself."
Darren's hands trembled slightly.
"That bastard..." he cursed under his breath, tears gathering in his eyes.
"Relax, alright?" Finn replied as he gently squeezed Darren's shoulder in reassurance.
Darren stared at him.
"I know exactly what to do," Finn continued calmly. "Let the royal physician come inside."
"What?" Darren's eyes widened in disbelief. "You want to let the royal physician examine me?"
"Do you have a way to send them all away?" Finn asked.
Darren immediately fell silent.
