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The Fallen Royals
Rico was positioned on the left side of Clover’s bed with Christa questioning the imperial healers about Clover’s condition and Shallom getting treated for the wounds under her feet, as they were worried about Clover and needed answers. “How is he?” Shallom asked the healers, after they had bandaged her feet. The looks of the healers were agitated, she knew that her and Christa wouldn’t like the words that would be spoken by them. “He is alive.” One of the healers replied. “Like we can’t see his chest moving up and down, because he is breathing.” Rico responded with an annoyed look on his face, as the matter was very serious and if word got out, it would cause a lot of chaos in the kingdom if they found out that their ruler was in a comatose state. “Is there a way to get him out of
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