Lucas entered the castle almost running, carrying Liv in his arms. Her body hung limp like every ounce of strength had been drained from her. Her face was pale, her breathing shallow, eyelids shut, completely unconscious.
The moment the servants saw her condition, panic spread like wildfire. They bowed, as protocol demanded, yet fear shone clearly in their eyes.
Then the main doors opened, revealing Jay.
And the instant he saw Liv in Lucas's arms, his expression darkened in a way that made the entire hallway feel colder.
His voice erupted like a thunderclap.
"WHAT HAPPENED TO HER?"
Everyone froze. Even the air seemed to stop moving.
Lucas kept walking toward the bedroom, maintaining control despite the pressure crushing the room.
"I… I'm not sure, Your Majesty," Lucas answered. "She suddenly struggled to breathe."
Jay followed without another word, steps sharp and furious.
