Ayumu spared no time before she went inside the room that his father was resting on. The guards quickly caught up with the foul smell before one of them even puked on the spot. Despite the horrendous regime to become a guard, he still couldn't handle that stench that could kill a rat, or at least that was what Lyon proclaimed.
Disregarding the smell that could shrink one's nose into that of a pug. The pink-haired woman rushed to the side of the bed. She tightened up her upper lips as she looked at his father.
His chest heaved up and down and was looking nothing out of the ordinary. He was as it is as she first saw him went into a vegetative state coma. He couldn't move a muscle except for his respiratory. It was probably the last effort of his body to stay alive.
"The Gallant and Benevolent, Garuda. The righteous noble.... wake up... father..." muttered Ayumu as she gritted her teeth before her tears followed.
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