Author's povWhatever the doctor was saying, he had immediately stopped as he stepped aside and stood close to the door.The Matriarch stepped in dressed in a sophisticated laced gown that flowed all the way to her feet. Even at a moment like this, when she had just received the news about her son, she remained calm and composed as usual. That was the thing about her, no matter what life threw at her, she never let it show. Not on the outside, especially infront of subordinate."How is he doing?" She asked, and even as she did, there was not even a flicker of emotion on her face."He is fine." The doctor expressed it, but with the way he had said it, she could feel the uncertainty buried underneath those words. She had been dealing with people long enough to know when someone was telling her what she wanted to hear rather than the truth.The Matriarch turned her attention to her brother, and this time Simon could see the sadness in her eyes."Simon! Come with me." She motioned to him
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