In the dim lights of the underground passage, Rhaegar watched as Lorelai's lashes fluttered once before her breathing evened out, her chest rising and falling gently. Naveen's latest potion had taken effect quickly, lulling her into a deep, dreamless sleep.
"She needs to drink this," Naveen said, her sharp gaze scanning Lorelai's pale face.
Rhaegar hesitated briefly, then gently tilted the vial to her lips. The princess murmured faintly in her sleep but swallowed the liquid without resistance. Moments later, her breathing deepened, and she slipped back into the comforting embrace of unconsciousness.
"She is asleep again," the witch confirmed, tucking her herbs and vials back into her leather satchel. She glanced up at the king, her blue eyes reflecting quiet concern. "Now, it's your part. We can begin."