Third Person's Point of View
Prince Zatan teleported to his tower, arriving directly in his private chamber. Commander Venor was right behind him. Carefully, the prince laid Tiara down on the soft mattress of his bed.
“Summon the mortal healers.”
“Yes, Your Highness,” the commander replied without delay, immediately rushing out of the bedchamber.
Prince Zatan stood silently beside the bed, his gaze fixed on Tiara’s unconscious form. His hands clenched into tight fists, trembling with unspoken fury. Rage boiled within him, directed at his own father. Had he not been carefully considering the dangerous consequences of reckless violence, he would have killed the king without hesitation, especially for violating Tiara’s human rights.
Not long after, the healers arrived as ordered. They wo
