Chapter 47: Numb

A figure tumbles across the hallway trying hard to keep up its balance. It shuffles through all the stairs, climbing each one with a rush leading it to trip almost on every step that it makes. The doors to the chamber are pushed with a loud thud, as the figure crouches holding on to the knees, catching every breath to inform the purpose of its arrival.

“What happened? Why do you look like you are about to be killed?”, the healer asks, looking at the disheveled appearance of the figure on the door.

“The queen knows the truth”, as soon as the words fell on the ears of the healer, his head snapped up, his eyes threatening to light up at the piece of information, but he needed to be sure before he celebrated anything.

“How do you know?”, he asks, containing his happiness, and tucking it behind his cold demeanor.

“I heard them…”, the figure takes a deep breath entering the chambers and closing the door behind them. “Yesterday night, I heard the Queen confronting Max about the situation