Chapter 452: Last wish
It was just a simple cut from Lucian’s sword that caused this. She was aware Lucian’s blade was cursed but it could not be that bad.
If the strongest mage currently in existence could not help, then who was she going to run to? The Gods?
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"Let’s not rush into conclusions before having a clear understanding of the first prince’s condition." The scholar spoke up. He was grey and knowledgeable, from Abrielle’s guess the scholar was the same age as the emperor.
At least the scholar looked his age. "If you may. I would love to have the room." The emperor requested. Abrielle nodded, she approached Cedric who was seated at the bed quietly watching them.
Cedric’s face was stoic but he was amazed. He didn’t expect she would be able to convince the emperor so easily. He knew how crafty the Ceaphyr family were.
They weren’t called the descendants of the god of wisdom for fancy.
Their sharp blue eyes could see through anything the same way Aurelius easily saw through him. She held Cedric’s hand, the faint sparks from their hold reminded her he was still here.
Cedric wondered what deal his wife had made with the emperor. His heart ached knowing it wasn’t easy to convince this man.
She had a lot to say. She wanted to tell him everything was going to be fine now that the emperor was here. Still, she could not form the words. "I will be outside waiting. I know you can win this battle." She said instead. Cedric’s hold on her hand tightened. He was a bit reluctant to let go but he just had to