He walked into the massive hallway and into the grand foyer, meeting the gazes of the various people anxiously waiting for any news.
But he did not stop for anyone as he continued on his way towards the long staircase that would lead him to the left-wing side of the palace. It was the part that housed the King and his staff.
"How is he doing?" The Duke asked once he was inside the room of the King. He faced the doctor, who quickly met him by the door.
He could see his brother rambling against a nurse that was only trying to put a needle on his arm. He seemed to be far better than he expected.
When he heard that his brother, the King had a heart attack, he quickly rushed to get to him. But judging from the way he was acting, he hoped it was not that serious.
"Luckily, it was just a mild attack." The doctor stated, looking over his shoulder to gaze at their supreme leader. "He experienced shortness of breath and dizziness."
Thanks for another month of support.
I know I would not make it if not for all of you, my wonderful readers.
Anyway, I hope you will continue to read until the end of the story. It will be almost a year since I conceptualize the story, then I finally wrote it.
It has been a great journey for me.
There are times that writing is so easy that words just flew out of me. But there were also those days that my body and mind just were not functioning the way they should be. Then, there were real-life situations that just could not be avoided. But all of you made me push through all that.
Thanks again for inspiring me.