Inside the king's luxurious chamber, Hamon hovered behind the physician who was checking on Ara, "How's my wife?" He asked the royal physician with worried filled voice.
The royal physician cleared his throat, he then turned towards Hamon with a small bow of his head, he said,"Your Majesty, it's nothing serious as always, she has no injuries not any problems which I could treat for now." He reported politely, however internally, he couldn't help but sigh in frustration. He was an old man who needed all the rest he could get, but then the king would never allow him rest in peace, as almost everyday there was always a new excuse to bring him here to check on his pregnant wife who seemed absolutely alright.
