The door creaked open, and Gregoria's weary but relieved face appeared in the doorway.
"Julian... you're back," she said, her voice a mixture of relief and a touch of exhaustion. She stepped aside to let him in, her hands trembling slightly as they brushed against the door frame.
Julian entered the room and he quickly scanned the dimly lit room. His gaze landed on the bed where his grandfather, the Grand Duke, laid still and unmoving.
"How is Grandfather?" Julian asked.
Gregoria sighed deeply before speaking. "I don't know," she said. "No matter what we do, he doesn't seem to wake up. We have tried everything, potions, spells, even mana-based healing, but nothing works. It's like he is trapped in a deep slumber... or worse."
Her eyes flickered towards her husband's unconscious form, her fear growing with each passing second.
