Princess Anabelle POV
The next day early morning, I went to check upon my dad. It was still early. There was another hour before breakfast starts anyway. So, I left Dom in the room as he was still sleeping.
I walked near my father's room and enter. Thank god that queen mother was nowhere to be seen.
I see that dad is already up. But as he was weak, he is still lying on the bed.
"Dad, good morning" I greet him once I sit near the bed.
"How are you?" I ask him.
He shakes his head and moves his lips
"An... Ana... belle" he speaks in gaps as he was having difficulty speaking and was getting out of breath.
"Dad, don't stress yourself" I try to pacify him but he was already shaking his head.
"Ana, I... need to... speak" he coughs.
"Dad, you are not keeping well" I reprimand him.
"I..
