I brushed it off for the moment and focused on trying to find a solution on what remedies I could use for pains. I took the lit chamberstick in my hand, knocked on the connecting door and said that I was coming in.
"Don't come in!" his hoarse voice yelled in panic as I turned the knob.
"Why not, milord?" I asked with a frown.
"I am not wearing my mask and it is too far for me to reach it."
"How am I to get to you then? Do you want to die from your suffering?"
"Blow out the candle. Trace your steps using the little light in the room."
"But, Your Majesty—"
"Do it!"
"I will keep it in my room instead so that I can see my path."
I left it near the connecting door and tried to touch the things around me to reach him.
"Where is your mask, Sire?" I asked as soon as I found the bedposts.
"Near the table... in the far corner," he responded in between his heavy heaves.
