Mirelah:
"You see… We have no idea what caused this, and from what you told us, your kiss was a trigger. So… Till he gets better, I think it's advisable for you to give him some… space…"
I blink, dazed by the physician's words.
What… what rubbish is he saying? My husband is sick, and I'm supposed to stay away from him??
"That is a brilliant idea." King Damarion chimes, and I stare at him in shock.
I look at Queen Velnara, but her gaze is on the physician, too. I turn back to the man and, and irritation floods my system.
"You are the royal physician. You have been called here to check on the Divine King. And thanks to your incompetence, you can not tell what is wrong with him…" I begin, and everyone turns to me.
"As if that isn't enough, you have the effrontery to tell me to stay away from my husband?! This gives you the semblance of control over this situation that you're so desperately trying to hold onto, right!?" I add, and his mouth falls open.
