He began tossing and turning on the bed as a frown formed between his brows, disturbing the peaceful and innocent expression on his face before.
“Prince Leonard…” I called his name softly.
He didn’t respond to me, and his eyes remained closed. However, his peaceful sleep was already disturbed, and he seemed highly uncomfortable. I reached my hand towards his face before placing it against his forehead. I immediately pulled my hand back at the touch of his heated skin. His skin was hot and burning with fever.
Why didn’t I realize this before? How long had he been running a fever like this?
Now isn’t the time to worry about him waking up. The prince needed help urgently. He had a high fever, and I couldn’t help him much because I wasn’t a doctor. The prince needs a doctor right away. I cursed Prince Darius silently when I thought of how he told me I could heal Prince Leonard’s illness. How am I supposed to help heal him or anyone?
