[Donald's POV]
"Additionally, you two will head to the Star Moon Pavilion with my decree right now! Command those people to leave immediately. My choice for the Lycan Queen is already quite certain, and I do not require others to worry about it for me. When Margaret fully recovers to a healthy state, that is when I will hold the coronation ceremony for her as Queen."
In the midst of my speaking, the door to the operating room was suddenly pulled open from the inside. My eyes brightened, and I stepped forward, continuing to speak without a pause, "If anyone dares to defy this decree, have them come to me directly."
"Yes, Your Majesty!"
"Yes, Your Majesty!"
As the voices of Benjamin and Clark echoed in unison, I had already begun to converse with the doctor standing at the door of the operating room, no longer continuing my conversation with them.
"How is Margaret doing? She's not in any trouble, is she?"