Draco pov
I saw the healers running all around. The wound was now closed magically, however, he still appeared pale and weak. His lips were blue and his eyes were closed. The queen sat beside him, with tears streaming down her face.
“Hurry. Bring the healing soup!”
“Quick. We can’t lose a single moment!”
“Excuse me. Please stand aside.”
Healers were desperately trying to bring back their king. It was chaos. Feeling disheartened, I stared at the grieving queen and the motionless king who lay on the bed.
“We cannot lose him.” The healers kept murmuring under their breaths.
“The blade seemed to be poisoned.” One of them gasped as she placed her hand on his wrists.
“His pulse rate is dropping.”
Worriedly furrowing her eyebrows, she looked from healer to healer.
“Please save him
