Different Desires and Solutions (Mixed)

Thus another day passed in the world, time flowed regardless of the works of men and all was not well.

Perhaps it was difficult to envision a life where all was good—the residents were good at thriving in conflict and constant disputes. What some had, others envied. What others protected and guarded jealously were snatched away from one's hands.

A Queen slowly raised her head, swollen eyes evident in her face and whether it had been through tears or for staying late past midnight, it was difficult to say or decipher.

Other things lay forgotten for all that mattered in this hour was him.

"Spare my heart the pain and wake up, Gine." her voice had a touch of a whine but also resigned. The resting man in the bed was still unconscious—for how long? She did not know.

The Royal Doctor had already done much.

And despite it all, the elderly man had admonished her much for disturbing the Knight in a critical state. What else was she supposed to do?