Chapter 235: No guaranteed expiry date on the kings life.
Inside the royal castle, Sigrid tended to Roland’s minor wounds on his hands, acquired after punching Benjamin
and then the ground and walls when he could not get to Benjamin anymore. He had just finished finished taking
a bath and in thirty minutes, he was expected to address the Eldorian’s on live television.
She was suddenly yanked out of the chair and placed on Roland’s lap. Without resistance, she rested the side of
her face on his chest and surrendered to his tight hold. He was still burning hot from anger that his body
temperature was akin to that of a small furnace.
How he was not sweating buckets was a miracle to her!
"What's this? Are you usingas a comfort cushion or Sunny?"
Roland closed his eyes, drew in a breath and answered, "I need you or else | am going to lose my mind and blow
up this entire castle."
She could feel him trembling with unsaid anger and she gently patted his chest, passing her hand over his heart
slowly. Sigrid remembered the look on his face when he was his father the King, laying in that bed, looking
hopeless.
The words said by the Lord mage had enraged Roland. Though the king had survived, he was now half the man
he once was. The poison had left behind devastating effects, like the king’s movements would be slower. His
body would experience a permanent coldness even in the summer.
They could remedy it with magic potions and pills but in the absence of those things, he would shiver, cough and
his health would deteriorate rapidly.
On sdays, his breathing would be labored, he could not take part in vigorous activities like training with the
knights or eat unhealthy foods too often. Roland had asked about fairy dew and the Lord mage said that not
even fairy dew water could heal the king completely.
Nevertheless, Princess Elarin was adding it to the water being fed to the king just in case because to some
extent, it could help.
Benjamin was lucky that Roland had not ripped off his head after seeing the footage of the little shard excavation
trip.
"How could he do it?" Roland asked in a hoarse voice. He had screamed for an hour long, which had resulted in a
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Sigrid did not respond, she was waiting for him to get it all out.
"There were three knights close enough to that bitch to save her and they did. Even without Benjamin's help, she
would have survived. But my father, the mage knight that attacked him was powerful. He killed two knights with
a single blow and sent the others flying before getting close to the king.
Benjamin has trained withenough times to stand firmly against a mage knight. He could have held off the
mage knight for one minute and given the king tto escape and get to the mages." He drew in a breathe.
His temperature increased and Sigrid activated her healing magic to cool him off and soothe him.
"He looked our father right in the eye, turned and run to that bitch. He did not hesitate to throw himself on top of
her and protect her with his body. | don’t know which is worst about what he did. That it makes him an ungrateful
son or a betrayer to his oath and code of all the knights in the kingdom."
"I watched it, it was hard to see." Sigrid commented.
She had paused the video on the part where Benjamin looked his father directly in the eye, turned and run to
Emmah. The look of shock in King Raff's eyes had also been captured clearly. Two members of the Tv crew in the
group of six had been stabbed to death by the assassins as they were recording that scene.
Of the sixty people that had gone on that trip, forty eight had returned alive. Of that number, sixteen had been
injured gravely and they were fighting for their lives just like the king. To keep this a secret, those people were
also being treated by royal doctors in the royal hospital.
"I wonder how he must have felt in that moment, knowing that the son he adored more than all of us left him to
die." He laughed.
The sound was dry, was the rustling of brittle leaves crushed underfoot. It crackled in this throat like dry twigs in
a fire, dragging as if unwilling to escape its hollow confines. In it was sorrow, for it cfrom a place of pain, a
dark corner where warmth was absent.
All Sigrid could hear in it was bitterness, emptiness and the haunting of emotions buried deep which were
bubbling to the surface now.
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king might make it or he might not.
Even if he survives, he will be weak. Who knows how this poison affected his mind? He could open his eyes and
not remember any of you or who he is.
He could wake up blind, deaf or mute. At this point, we don’t know what to expect until he opens his eyes. My
advice is that you sit by his bedside and say these things. Ask him these questions, tell him what you regret."
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Roland tightened his hands around her again, grazing her arms with the tips of his fingers. His temper had gone
down, the energy from his magic was barely leaking through.
Chapter 235: No guaranteed expiry date on the kings life.
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