Scarlett’s POV-
The moment Alastair informed me of his impending death, I couldn’t help but embrace him. He had become dear to me. Almost like a second father to me. It was hard to know that nothing could be done. The poison can only be undone with the antidote, and before it stops the heart for the first time. Alastair had accepted that it was his time. He could have a handful of years left. So, I am hoping that he can do more than just try to train his replacement. He has been on the council since my grandfather was king, and though my father told me about him. I want to hear memories of them that Alastair may have had. I want him to give me some advice on ruling our people. Advice from an advisor, someone who I still rule over, someone who is part of my people.
I could hear Alastair
