She sobbed bitterly as she held his hand kneading it, it still had some warmth
The king who had wanted to comfort her back-stepped as he restrained his hands and withdrew them back.
"I will find a cure for him." He walked out of the room feeling pained.
He leaned against the wall outside the door, the concubine could still see his shadow. He clutched his chest roughly.
"My son wouldn't have succumbed to this condition if it weren't for that stupid position.. my son is a victim in all this..."
" How could they do this to him? He doesn't deserve this.."
She bitterly cried as she held her son's hand, she had managed to give birth to only one son after much difficulty.
The soldiers stomped into the Queen's chamber and dragged her out roughly while tugging her hands.
"What do you think you are doing?" Her commanding voice questioned them but they still dragged outside impolitely.
"Leave me alone.."