In the infirmary at a secluded corner of the palace, the relatively old physician hovered above Yuri with concern in his eyes. He knew her mother and he had dared to do the unthinkable -- the forbidden -- he had fallen in love with the queen -- Yuri's mother. The king was aware of this and it had long since caused a strain in their lifetime relationship.
The place was quiet as he had ordered the nurses, maidservants, guards, and even the princess' personal maid, Sally, to wait outside. Taking care of Yuri was something that Tomas Morgan took seriously -- a little bit too serious if he would be honest with himself. In all his years of practice, he wasn't oblivious to the fact that he shouldn't have such an attachment to his patients but Yuri was different. To Tomas, the princess was an extension, an offshoot of her mother, Ivy.
