The Diagnosis

Ivy POV

I left immediately after finishing my briefing for the medical team, my mind still tangled with unfinished thoughts and unanswered questions. The hallway felt longer than usual, my steps hurried, my thoughts heavier.

I almost bumped into King Valtor on his way out of Lunaber’s room.

No, we did bump into each other.

“I’m sorry,” I said quickly, instinctively stepping back.

He barely reacted, already deep into a call, murmuring into his phone as he continued walking without looking back. His shoulders were tense, his stride sharp, everything about him screamed worry.

I watched him disappear down the hall before turning back toward the room.

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