Adams' Pov;

I paced in my office, pondering over my conversation with the doctor.

The poison he had told me was used on her was from a rare tree, one I never thought still existed as my father, the late king, had burnt it down.

The only thing that I had thought of was that the poison was obtained from another place. But why was she poisoned? I still couldn't wrap my head around it.

I still kept replaying the image of her, how she had fallen into my arms and struggled to say something. I wasn't going to just sit still and let all of this happen.

The office...