"Them?" Brice gestured at his sons.
"I'm sleepy…"
"Elizebeth?" All four of her brothers came closer.
"I'm sleepy… I'm sorry…" Her hands slipped off and her whole body lost its strength.
"Elizebeth?!" Brice hugged her body tightly as soon he felt her strength slipping away. "Elizebeth?"
"I'm sorry, Dada. I'm sleepy..."
"Hey, hey, hey. What's wrong, sweetheart?" Brice's voice instantly volumed up. "Hey! Hey! Elizebeth!" He shouted the panic residing on his face.
The ministers craned their necks to see what was happening.
"Elizebeth?" Callisto took her hand and held it but there's no response. "Elizebeth?" He started to panic.
Brice quickly sat on the floor and held his daughter's body. The usually stoic duke was now in a state of disbelief.
"Oh my!!!" Marquis Lyes shot up and immediately gestured at the guard outside.
