"Darn it!"
The Empress Dowager cursed as she strode towards Maeve's room. Her long gown fluttered as she was walking against the chilly breeze in the corridor. As soon as she received the news of Queen Maeve Stark being poisoned, she rushed off. Upon reaching the scene, she saw her son walking to and fro. His fists were clenched while lines of worry were evident on his forehead.
"Son, how is the situation?" She wanted to know.
"Mother?" Alastair raised his head to notice that his mother had already arrived. "It's serious."
Uphara frowned. The royal physicians, who were working for Wrisian, were scholarly people with lots of experience. But if the royal physician said that the situation wasn't to be taken lightly, then it meant that situation was grave.
"What happened?" Uphara asked
