Wendallyn stood in her brother's room, the weight of her responsibilities pressing down on her like a leaden cloak. The King lay bedridden, his condition worsening with each passing day, leaving the kingdom vulnerable to the whims of ambitious nobles and power-hungry courtiers. With a heavy heart, she surveyed the empty chamber, ensuring that no prying eyes lingered nearby and no opportunistic nobles lurked in the shadows of the palace corridors.
With the area secured, Wendallyn wasted no time in taking decisive action to protect her brother, the King. She knew that the stability of the kingdom depended on his well-being, and she would do everything in her power to ensure his safety.
First, she dispatched the maids to distract any potential visitors, sending them on errands and tasks tha
