The air inside the master bedroom was no longer pungent with the bitter smell of wound-cleansing medicine. In its place, thick white smoke drifted slowly from a bronze brazier in the corner of the room, spreading a soothing herbal aroma that burned quietly.It was an ancient anesthetic technique of the Northern physicians—a burnt mixture of calmweed roots used to dull pain receptors and force the patient's body into a deep sleep amidst severe bleeding.Kaelus burst inside, his breath coming in wild gasps. His usually steady steps stumbled abruptly as his vision pierced through the thin mist inside the room."Rose!""Your Excellency, please calm down! The Grand Duchess needs quiet.""How is her condition?""Please see for yourself, Your Excellency."On the bed, Roselyn lay as pale as a cracked porcelain statue. Her breathing was short and rapid, while cold sweat poured down, dampening her forehead and strands of her brown hair.However, Kaelus's red eyes did not stop there. His gaze fe
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