Renee’s Point of View

ONE HOUR-THIRTY MINUTES LATER (Wymond's Room)

"Your... your Majesty...."

Wymond pushed the doctor aside before she could complete her words and rushed to Ara’s side. He reached for her right hand and held it tenderly as he stared at her face.

"Why isn't she waking up yet?" he growled.

I sighed and got up. Who knew a day like this would come—when my emotionless brother would be worried over someone?

"Thank you, doctor," I said on Wymond’s behalf. "Is ...