She’s Dying
As they entered the castle's dungeons, Peru glanced at Raiver, noticing the physical toll it had taken on him.
Raiver's once vibrant eyes now appeared heavy and fatigued, with dark under-eye circles casting shadows on his pale face. It was evident that exhaustion had drained him, leaving him physically and emotionally depleted.
Once a resilient and self-assured soldier, Raiver now stood as a shattered soul, desperately yearning for his beloved to return to him.
His voice, though deep, carried a weariness as he let out a long sigh.
"Peru, if you summoned me here without purpose, I may just sever your head," Raiver spoke frustrated.
Peru implored, "My prince, please listen."
The air in the dungeons' laboratory hung heavy with the scent of medicinal herbs and desperation.
Raiver's patience wore thin as Peru presented him with the distressing news about Naria's deteriorating condition.