Forty-Three - One-shot of redemption

Dr. Lazarus Dubois contemplated his patient's condition. The Samira regent was strong and determined, with his life support attached, the fearlessness in his eyes disheveled his remaining staff. His days were numbered, or hours. Viktor will surely spend it will. The nurse held the sphygmomanometer tightly. He leaped in shock when Viktor snapped his arm, the authority was still there. Dubois had gone out to plea.

The two chambermaids observed modestly from the corners, awaiting for their tasks. They wondered how the powerful gentleman was not rescued by his High Order Alliance.

Dubois, a bit skeptical of what he chose to do, decided to pursue the thought. He looked for the man that's controlling Chateau Rinardi. The standby guards outside the Regent chamber automatically apprehended him, dragging him back inside, but Dubois insisted. He demanded to be heard. The guards noticed the distress in his tone, allowed the doctor to the hallway, but with their assistance.