"Physician, how is my son?"
The queen mother clasped and interlocked her fingers.
An agitated face adorned her every gaze. Although she was not her own flesh and blood, the queen mother had promised the previous queen to take care of the prince.
She had even promised to restore Prince Deniz's position as the successor to the kingdom of Camelot.
However, out of devotion to the queen mother, Prince Deniz firmly refused.
"Prince Deniz is fine," the doctor's reply allowed the queen mother to breathe a little easier. "The poison has all been removed. He only needs rest to recover from the infection that will soon dry up."
The queen mother glanced at Prince Deniz, who was lying with his eyes closed on the red bed.
"Ayla."
The soft voice accidentally came out of Prince D
