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Something smells fishy

By dinner time, it had become news all over the palace that Harold's bride was ill, and everyone couldn't help but worry about it, for different reasons. 

"She is still unconscious?" The king asked with concern as they ate. 

"Yes, my king. The royal physician is doing all he can to make her wake up," the Queen responded.

"What did he say was the problem? Was it something she ate or drank? Did you eat at the village?" The King asked as he turned to Harold, who shook his head, not thinking that he was lying to the King. After all, the king had asked if 'he' ate. He didn't eat. It was his bride and Alvin who ate, and there was no reason to tell him that since he knew that she hadn't been posioned. 

"What was she doing when she became unconscious?" The Queen asked curiously. 

"She was exhausted from the trip." He left it simply at that, knowing they would formulate something on their own. 

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