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"Your Majesty, we received news from the Queen" Liam smiled, he hoped she would return to the palace earlier.

"What's wrong?" He asked, strolling through his file.

"Her Highness is sick" Liam turned around.

"Sick?" He says, he had just left her why would she be sick? he raised his gaze at Samuel.

"Yes, I think she has the flu?" Samuel's eyes wandered around, he wasn't sure what her sickness was but he heard she had a cold.

"Send the royal doctor over" he took a deep breath.

"Yes, Si- Your Majesty" Samuel corrected, he took a deep silent breath and raised his gaze at him.

"It's okay, Samuel anyone is fine by me," Liam says, seeing expression, he could read him clearly that he was frustrated.

"Okay Sire," He says, smiling at Liam.

"Is the ship ready?" Liam got up, he walked to his cloth, which were hung.

"Yes Sire, are you sure about this?" Samuel says, helping him put it on.

"Samuel?" he stared at him, he buried his head down, trying not to look him in the eyes.

"I'm sorry I