The Weakness

"What happened to her? Where is she now? How is she feeling?" 

Tillian's voice echoed down the cold corridor of the second floor, his steps resonating like the strides of a raging titan.

The moment he stepped into the castle, utterly exhausted from his lengthy patrol, Tillian was met by a cluster of worried maids and King Yuraon. They quickly delivered the news about Aideen's condition, their expressions a mix of concern and apprehension.

Anger, frustration, and fear surged through Tillian, their relentless currents tearing at his soul. Aideen was not meant to get hurt within the confines of his castle. Not under his care.

With one swift motion of his hand, the Duke removed his thick, flowing black cloak and dropped it carelessly on the floor before continuing his march towards the bedroom. Stanis picked up the cloak and hurried to follow his lord, while Tillian coldly addressed Yuraon,

"Has anyone called for the village doctor?"