"Is he here?" She was still lying weakly on her bed, but she could still say the question.
Apart from her, there was only one person in the room, and that was an old woman who had been her servant for many years.
"He's outside, Your Majesty," the maid answered. "Are you sure you want to talk to him now? Didn't the imperial doctor ask you to get enough rest and not think about things that might stress you out?"
The old maid had been loyal and very obedient for many years, but this time she did not immediately obey her master's orders. The one lying on the bed was indeed weak, even her face was as white as flour. Maybe she didn't even have enough strength to get up from her position, and that was why she just glared at her servant from her lying position.
