Because of excessive sweating, an intense thirst appeared in his mouth.
Charlemagne VI's gaze shifted, and he painfully swept a glance around the sides of the large bed.
But he found no attendant waiting by his side.
Charlemagne VI forcefully swallowed a mouthful of saliva, slowly moving his arms, trying to prop himself up and sit up from the large bed.
However, after several attempts, Charlemagne VI still could not sit up.
The continuous movements made his already parched and bitter mouth even more restless.
Even his originally dry lips began to crack.
Charlemagne VI's gaze shifted again to the bedside cabinet.
On the bedside cabinet, there was a beautifully crafted glazed bottle!
A glimmer of salvation appeared in his eyes.
As long as he could topple the glazed bottle, making it fall to the ground,
the sound of shattering would surely attract the attention of the guards outside the door!
Charlemagne VI began to move his body with difficulty.
