Harriet's words made the two imperial healers sob. They saw the Emperor coming carried by Liam and they watched as Ezra tried to heal him with her Holy Energy. It was a nightmare.
“If the Emperor just needs to rest, I can look after him here. You guys go and help Her Highness Euclase,” said Harriet.
The two healers looked at each other and looked doubtful. “Duchess, you should rest yourself. We hear your voice from here–you have done a lot to help us in this war…”
Harriet shook her head.
“I will stay here with the Emperor. I'll just sit and watch him. It counts as resting," Harriet insisted.
The healers gave up trying to persuade Harriet to lie down in a more comfortable place. They brought out a soft mat for Harriet to sit on, then bowed their heads and resigned themselves.
After the healers left to return to their duties to help treat the war victims, Harriet grabbed Axias' hand, holding it tightly.