"They looked like assassins and they were all enraged." Arthur stated this while still wearing his shirt.
Cyrus hummed as he stood at the window, staring out at the cloudy sky. "When we return to the castle, I will look into it. In the meantime, you must rest." He then turned to face Arthur. "I will make the antidote."
Arthur rubbed his nose and sniffed. "Your Majesty, please accept my apologies for interrupting your..."
"Do not worry, you should get better and stronger." Cyrus cut in and softly narrowed his eyes at Arthur, who nodded slowly and lay on the bed.
Cyrus walked out of the room to see Sage running away with Snowflake in her arms. He smiled and shook his head. She had eavesdropped.
"Typical."
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Sage arrived at the room slamming the door close and inhaled deeply. Her eyes were widened in shock, and she tightened her grip on the nine-tailed fox in her arms.
