In one corner of the palace room, an older man was leaning on his soft mattress. The morning sun came in through the windows and vents. His body was thin, and his hair had turned completely white. His eyes were also sunken, and his gaze was blank.
A servant came into the room. It was Cecilia who had been Aurellia's maid. Aurellia asked her to take care of the needs of this helpless older man.
She brought a tray with a plate of food, and a glass of wine poured in a gold-plated glass. But Cecilia wasn't alone because behind her, a 23-year-old young man was following her.
"Your Majesty, breakfast is ready. Please eat so that your health is maintained."
Without saying anything, the older man started to feed the food Cecilia had brought into his mouth. Nice. But he had long forgotten the taste of food.
"Miss Cecilia, thank you for your concern. Can I ask you to come out? From now on, I will keep an eye on His Majesty, the king."
