"Poisoned?"
"Yes, but thank goodness that it is not severe. she had taken drugs that had affected her body. I will prepare the medicine, she will feel better after that." The physician left but Rowan kept staring at the young woman.
They have only fourteen years difference. But she was his mother now. She had always been so caring that he never felt she would be so vulnerable that she would need care.
He touched her cheeks with trembling fingers and wiped the corner of her mouth. There was still some saliva there.
"My lord, shall I help you in taking a bath?" He was stinking? Did he not realize that?
The maid looked at him with confusion. Both his father and him had an obsession with cleanliness. She had neve seen him covered with a speck of dust after his training but now.
"Can you not see she is still unconscious?"
"...."