Chapter 335: Embrace her new form
"Can she really not live? At least, try to save her," Magnus said, his voice tight with desperation as he glanced first at the royal physician and then at Josiah, seeking any sign of hope from them.
The royal physician, with a somber expression, shook his head. "I have checked Princess Alora’s pulse. She won’t survive as a human. That’s why I asked the prince to feed her the blood," he clarified.
Margaret, seeing the anguish on her son’s face, came to his side and placed a comforting hand on his shoulder. Her presence was a quiet but worked as a support.
Magnus’s eyes filled with tears, the weight of his grief and frustration almost too much to bear. "I want her to live as a human. This should not have happened," he said, his voice cracking down.
"Magnus, she will live as a vampire, at least," Esmond said softly, trying to offer some solace.
"Your Highness, I should treat the wound on her back," the royal physician interjected. The Queen stayed behind with Magnus, who remained at Alora’s side, his face etched with worry. Once the dressing was complete, the others were allowed back inside.
"Let’s leave for the palace. Magnus, you need to pull yourself together," Esmond urged, noticing how tightly Magnus clung to Alora’s hand, his eyes desperate for a miracle. "I thought Alora couldn’t be harmed. How did she get stabbed?" he asked, glancing pointedly at Izaak.
"Alora wasn’t facing her grandmother. Maybe that’s the reason," Izaak replied, though doubt tinged his voice. Alora was supposed to be immune to such attacks. Was it because Magnus had altered the vision, saving Rhea from her destined death? Could this be the consequence of that interference? But it was only a hypothesis, a troubling one.
"She is turning cold," Magnus said, his voice quivering. He could feel the chill spreading through Alora’s body. He had never intended to turn her into a vampire so soon. He wanted her to enjoy her mortal life for a few more years. But fate, it seemed, had other plans.