"CORDELIA," Prince Gutard marched into the room, and the Princess leaped away from the Second Prince, straightening up in the chair beside the bed.
Alexa lifted her neck, feeling dizzy and weak, but Cordelia's words had made her heart race, and Alexander was clearly also on alert.
"My… Your Majesty! How did you get here so fast ?! The bridge…!" Cordelia again seemed close to tears when talking to her husband.
Gutard shrugged, his face as hard as stone, and Alexa supposed there must be some secret path up the rock, and the Sovereign Prince had no desire to reveal it to anyone in the room.
First coming to Alexander, the sovereign's green eyes measured every inch of his son's face, and he seemed pleased to find his eyes bright and open wide looking back at him. Then his gaze scanned the room, including the brother lying on the couch breathing heavily.
Then his eyebrows furrowed, and he looked at the window, and then at Alexander again, astonished.