The Queen mother took a seat on the edge of the bed, slowly and watching the princess in slumber.
She looked pale and sickly and it worried the Queen mother, a frown marred on her face.
"She has been like this for a day now?," she asked her son.
Sebastian nodded. He stood at the dresser, watching the interaction between his mother and his wife.
"The physicians can not decipher what exactly is wrong, as she responds well to the herbs and doesn't seem to have a fever," he replied.
"But she doesn't look well and hasn't recovered consciousness," the Queen mother murmured, completing the man's consciousness.
She placed a hand on the princess' forehead to check her temperature. As told, it was very normal. Her hand trailed down to the princess' cheek, staying there as she gazed sadly at the unconscious woman.
"Oh Celestiel, what could have caused this?," she asked.
After a moment, the king replied, "She was attacked."
