Arthur lay sprawled on his bed, idly tapping his fingers against the headboard, confined to his room under the vigilant watch of his maids. Suddenly, the door flew open, and his mother Iliyana, sister Elena, and stepmother Elona hurried in, worry etched across their faces. Arthur lay sprawled on his bed, idly tapping his fingers against the headboard, confined to his room under the vigilant watch of his maids. Suddenly, the door flew open, and his mother Iliyana, sister Elena, and stepmother Elona hurried in, worry etched across their faces.
"Arthur!" Iliyana rushed to his side, enveloping him in a fierce hug before he had a chance to respond. She held him close, her worry palpable. Arthur felt his head press into her milkers, his thoughts momentarily blanking out.
