Laura came to know that several guards have been wounded, apart from the king. Other doctors were tending to them in a separate room. To think there were only three people they were up against and several of theirs were injured, she knew this shouldn’t be taken lightly. The remaining guards with them are on high alert and kind of tensed. Her worry turned to anxiety.
The king was transferred to the room and she didn’t know how she could help. She simply stood there, on the side. The maids were efficient and tucked him in comfortably.
“Is he asleep?” She asked, noticing his deep breathing.
“I gave him something to dull the pain. It induces sleep, my lady.”
“I see.” She returned to her seat and watched the king sleep. When she noticed the doctor is staying behind, she decided to ask him
