One hundred and eight

Raven

Three long days and nights had passed, and there was still no sign of improvement for Vlad. It was getting increasingly difficult to remain hopeful for a positive outcome after each day that passed by with no sign of life.

It made me want to scream my heart out.

The king wasn't positive even though he appeared strong on the outside, but I worried for him.

I knew the depths of his pain and the desire for revenge that burned within him. He watched his son lay motionless. I couldn't bear to see Vlad suffer like this. It felt suffocating, and sometimes I would flee to the solitude of the bathroom to let my tears flow freely.

I feared the effects it might bring, not just to the king but to so many lives. Dimitri's betrayal and attack had caused a lot of trauma to the king and his reaction was surely going to be devastating.

On the fourth morning, after consulting with specialists, The doctors and King Vladislav agreed to try an alternative approach since the usual methods we