Chapter 112

King stepped into this bedroom after four months. There was no permission, no one was able to go, but he went by force.

The curtains of the bedroom were spread in front; Alian lying on the bed was looking at the chandelier hanging above the bed with empty eyes. The royal dress had lost its splendor full of slits. The face was yellow, the hair was now falling slightly below the shoulders. King's heart was pounding.

He was not Zalari but had come in his place, after the treatment with the herb, the effect of the magic on the mind had ended, yet he was lying here and only to not give them more grief after the departure of Queen Raya.

Even after knowing the truth, he saw only his pride in it. He went to him and sat down and gently kissed his face.

"All is well.. The grief was great, but Zalari got over it. Do you want to end life with your own hands?" King's soft call made his eyes water quickly. The grief was great, it could have been handled, but what to do with the grief that had st