...Where time flows in harmony

Alicia's anguished cries echoed through the palace that night as the blood moon slowly ascended to the sky, casting an eerie crimson glow upon the kingdom. The physicians scurried around, their brows furrowed with concern, but her pain proved to be beyond their understanding.

Outside the chamber, Prince Harold paced restlessly, his heart clenching in fear for his beloved Alicia.

He had desperately implored the physicians to do anything to ease her suffering. Anything at all. He hadn't used his usual commanding tone, nor did he speak to them with the authority he possessed. He had pleaded as a husband. As a lover. 

It was even more painful for him since he could not be inside with her, especially whenever she screamed out his name. 

Thankfully, Lance had dragged Paulina away, so there was one less distraction outside.