Footsteps slammed against the cold marble of the hospital. Men crowding outside the room immediately formed a line and lowered their heads out of fear and respect
The doctors could have done something, but by the time they reached him, he was already dead.
They stood in line before the bed, their heads lowered as well.
Sergei strode inside the room, his chest heaving as he slowed down. He was so tangled in the chaos he created, he didn't realize one of his weaknesses was on a golden platter for his enemies to devour.
He slowly walked towards Nikolay's bed and found a white blanket covering his grandfather's dead body. He gripped the side of the bed to keep himself steady.
"W-We are sorry. By the time we reached, he was already gone." Nikolay's personal doctor spoke up with hesitatio
