Hadyan did not receive an answer. Tasia was already drenched in sweat. The woman couldn't focus on listening to what Hadyan was saying. She could only grip Hadyan's fingers tightly to vent the pain in her whole stomach.
"QUICK!!" Hadyan snapped again to the healers. He didn't want to hear any news now. The most important thing was to free Tasia from her pain.
"Very well, Your Majesty." The old healer bowed deeply with a fearful face.
Not long after, the disciples of the healer rushed into the room with lots of finely land medicines that were dissolved in a glass of water. Behind them, the ladies-in-waiting who used to serve Tasia followed. The women brought bowls of water to clean their empress's face and body which were covered in blood.
The head healer handed Hadyan a glass of pitch black medicinal herbs water. The man immediately took it and guided Tasia to drink the contents of the cup.
