At West Palace, Royal Estate, Capital City

“What’s going on? Why is she like this?” Queen Mother Wilma snapped, staring down at her daughter Riela, who was now unconscious on her bed.

She had been fine yesterday, and now it was nearly nighttime, and she still hadn’t woken up since morning. They tried waking her up but she remained unconscious.

“Maybe it’s a side effect from that traitor’s daughter,” Ava suggested, frowning.

Wilma’s face darkened just at the mention about ...