Alora's father and sister were not allowed to come in, so they waited outside the door. Norman paced restlessly, casting frequent glances at Venus. "Venus, where's your mother? She's been gone for too long," he asked with a worried expression.
"Mother said she was going to inquire about Grandma's arrest. I'll go check on her, Father," Venus replied firmly and made her way to the front of the house.
At that moment, the door opened, and Izaak's eyes met Norman's. "Where's Father?" Izaak asked urgently.
"I'll escort you to the room. This way, please," Norman responded, gesturing for Izaak to follow. As they entered, Norman peeked inside the door and saw Alora sitting on the bed, wrapping a bandage around her hand.
Josiah was tending to Alora's wound on her wrist, carefully tying the bandage. "Your Highness needs to rest for a few days and maintain a healthy diet to recover quickly," he advised gently.
