King Theodore helped me to meet one of my dying rabbits. I could feel its soft fur wet with blood. It felt like something was choking my throat when I felt an arrow still stuck in that tiny body. They didn't even pull out the arrow and let the rabbit die in pain.
"Your Majesty, can't my rabbit be saved?"
"Cecil, its condition is too critical. If you want another rabbit friend, I can give you more rabbits. You have to let go of that one."
Ah… perhaps King Theodore also thought the rabbit was only a hunting animal, like all the soldiers in the training grounds. I could tell from the tone of his voice that the king was feeling guilty, but it was all covered up because we were in the palace grounds where many people were looking at him.
