Chapter Twenty One
Taking the bait
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Rollia Cord’s Point of View
I am suffering to my own miscalculation .
That f*****g witch did not told me that too much of her serum would made this harder than they should’ve. My hands never left the side of my head, struggling struggling to make sense of everything. I have never felt my head dance around in such a manner before. Even a concoction would be easier than I feel right now.
“Mmngh,” I let out another moan, my left hand grabbing tightly of the sheets.
The royal doctor could hardly know what was causing such reaction. My body was not reacting in any medication to soothe the pain—it seemed like all the medical assistance was making things much harder. I never receive any pamphlet that explains everything that I was going through. Deli
