Ophelia’s PoV
It’s been hours since Luna went inside the prince’s room. The empress was restless as she heard her son screaming in pain.
“What is going on in there?! Why can’t I be with my son?” The empress was about to open the door when Zaya grabbed her hand.
“The master is trying her best. Besides, if something happens to the empress, how will this country function as a whole? Your majesty, please be patient and let my master do her job.” Zaya can be quite useless in times like this. Seeing how the empress was on the verge of crying again, I decided to calm her and tell her everything will be alright.
“What if something went wrong in there? What if I couldn’t hold my son anymore? And we haven’t even caught the person who poisoned him. I feel hopeless, Ophelia.” The empress, first
