“Where in the world were you when Dame Herma woke up?!!! Do the servants of the palace need to go through the training again!!!” An angry person who seemed like he was in his early twenties yelled at the poor shivering servants.
“Alright, that’s enough, Regan. You are scaring the people here” Another person who looked like he was in his mid-twenties said in a calm tone, crossing his hands against his chest. He turned his head and looked at the physician tending to his aide.
“What is her situation, head physician Zion?” The man asked, showing a composed expression through his dark violet eyes.
The middle-aged man was checking up on the blonde-haired lady on the bed who stood up straight, turning to face the people in the room. His calm eyes went to the composed person, then the fuming
