Rafe's voice trembled as he addressed the king, his disbelief evident in his tone. "Your Majesty, how... how can I..." he faltered, struggling to find the right words to express his confusion and apprehension.
The king's response was unwavering, emphasising the weight of his authority.
"This is a royal decree, Rafe," he stated firmly. "As my loyal subject, you are bound to accept my order."
Rafe's heart sank, his mind reeling with the situation. He bowed once more, his body language mirroring his inner turmoil.
The healer was at a loss for words, unable to fully comprehend the implications and consequences of the king's decree. Yet, he recognised his duty to obey the command of the King of Cassian, leaving him in a position where going against the king's demand was not an option.
In the midst of the tension, Kiev's voice thundered through the library, vehemently disagreeing with the decision.
