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At The Kingdom of Azalon ~ Royal Infirmary |
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"Any positive results on her health status?" A whisper could be heard in the Infirmary.
"None I can say for now, Your Majesty." The doctor said, readjusting his spectacles.
"I see," King Zane held unto her pale hand, "She must be alone wherever she is."
°Why is he being so nice suddenly? Does it have anything to do with the Princess° The doctor observed the scene before him suspiciously.
"Medically speaking, Sire, she is in some sort of coma." The Doctor coughed out, readjusting his spectacles yet again.
°Didn't I know that you idiot?° The King lips drew into a thin line, closing his eyes momentarily, gathering his thoughts.
Looking to his side in utter annoyance at being corrected, he spat: "Why do you always adjust your spectacles? Uh!" The King pointed accusingly.
