Going insane was an understatement. Everyone in the castle had no time to rest considering the sudden illness that had plagued the lady of the mansion. No one had a time where they could breathe out in relief and the mansion's situation was clouded in only tenser air by each passing second. Their Lord had isolated himself in the bedroom, staying beside the lady while wiping away the cold sweat from her body and transferring her pain into his own body.
Meanwhile the other guests in the house could only gather outside the room and check to the two time to times with clear grief in their hearts. Though they always showed a smile to not worry the couple any further than they already were.
Wednesday was wrapping his fingers gently around each daisies into a flower wreath, showing it to the children of the house to ease their concerned soul.
"It would have been…" Tuesday stopped talking as he looked over the children and then at Timmy.
