Fiona's pov
Jarek and I slowly got up from the grass. I brushed across my dress, wiping off the debris of dried leaves with my gaze still pinned on the approaching man. His steps hurried with each passing moment and soon he stood before us, one hand against the tree trunk as he tried to catch his breath.
"Eunuch Elric." Jarek greeted with a low bow, "What brings you here?"
"Is the King alright?" I inquired, "Is he?"
I know both of them could recognize the worry in my voice and one would think that we weren't enemies.
"I need you to come see him, Fiona." The eunuch began to speak, "I think this is out of the physician's hands."
"But I can't go in." I explained, "You were there when they barred my entrance and Lyanna instigated them against me."
"That happened?" Jarek turned to me, a
