"Queen Petra".
Petra snapped her head away from her weak unconscious husband on the bed, sighting Princess Lamia by the door.
Lamia had on an innocent smile, stepping in the master bedroom. "Good afternoon, queen Petra".
Petra slowly got up from her husband's side, nodding at Lamia. "Afternoon, princess Lamia".
Lamia stepped to the side of the door. "I got someone who could help us".
"Huh? Who?"
"A dear friend. Kenneth Colette"
A man slowly strode in, halting next to Lamia with a polite smile. He bowed, "Good day, queen Petra".
Petra quirked slightly at his appearance. He was tall and slender, having long red straight hair that fell off his shoulders. Despite being dressed in a long silver male robe, his muscular toned body was still slightly outlined.
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