''By that time, the wound would be too deep, which would be the beginning of a nightmare to your kingdom. You should have listened to me when I asked you to. ''
Zavian kept quiet. She had been saying this since forever, and he wondered what made her so sure. He did not want to keep arguing with her, she was frail and if he kept talking, it'll only make her weaker.
"It is fine. I'll handle it myself."
Eloise smiled; "It's going to be a long hard war, my king; please, do not die."
Zavian stared into her eyes and then he smiled; "I won't let a war happen, stop thinking the worst of things and get some rest."
He said and stood up. "I'll send the royal physician to bring you some supplements;
there was a pause, and then he said; "If you can, stay a bit longer."
Eloise smiled and replied; "Goodbye my King, it was a pleasure serving you."
"Don't speak like you are going to die soon, I won't accept that."
