Chapter 235: No guaranteed expiry date on the kings life.
Inside the royal castle, Sigrid tended to Roland’s minor wounds on his hands, acquired after punching Benjamin and then the ground and walls when he could not get to Benjamin anymore. He had just finished finished taking a bath and in thirty minutes, he was expected to address the Eldorian’s on live television.
She was suddenly yanked out of the chair and placed on Roland’s lap. Without resistance, she rested the side of her face on his chest and surrendered to his tight hold. He was still burning hot from anger that his body temperature was akin to that of a small furnace.
How he was not sweating buckets was a miracle to her!
"What’s this? Are you using me as a comfort cushion or Sunny?"
Roland closed his eyes, drew in a breath and answered, "I need you or else I am going to lose my mind and blow up this entire castle."
She could feel him trembling with unsaid anger and she gently patted his chest, passing her hand over his heart slowly. Sigrid remembered the look on his face when he was his father the King, laying in that bed, looking hopeless.
The words said by the Lord mage had enraged Roland. Though the king had survived, he was now half the man he once was. The poison had left behind devastating effects, like the king’s movements would be slower. His body would experience a permanent coldness even in the summer.
They could remedy it with magic potions and pills but in the absence of those things, he would shiver, cough and his health would deteriorate rapidly.
On some days, his breathing would be labored, he could not take part in vigorous activities like training with the knights or eat unhealthy foods too often. Roland had asked about fairy dew and the Lord mage said that not even fairy dew water could heal the king completely.