Orion looked at the sickly middle-aged man lying on the bed, his various exposed bones and injuries, the effects of the artefact bound to his body slowly eroding away his skin.
King Brylon stared back at Orion and replied, "Sorry for meeting you like this. I would have thrown the best banquet in the kingdom for you and the help you have managed to provide to the Prismerian Kingdom upon your return. Unfortunately, I can't do anything in my current state."
Orion shook his head in response, "There's no need to worry about something like that; just focus on getting better," Orion responded.
He glanced at Madam Seraphina and two other familiar healers close to her, whose names he didn't remember. Then, he looked at Queen Selene, who was standing by the side of the bed with a defeated and distraught expression on her face, before shifting his attention back to King Brylon.
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