Chapter 63

VALENTINA For a time, everything seemed to be completely still, and the sound of even a tiny pin dropping would have echoed loudly through the corridor. Uncle Sam slumped on the bench, Sylva hurried beside him, Papa stood in shock, and I—I felt so weak. My body finally gave up, and I went on my knees… “We have tried our best,” the doctor continued, “but her body stopped responding. Actually, we should be thankful toward the Goddess, a few seconds of delay to see what's happening, it could have taken her life already.” Tears rolled down my face; I was feeling devastated at the moment. First, I left Ronnie alone in the dungeon, and then, in the hospital, I did the same. I left her alone. “What's her chance to wake up, doc?” This time, he spoke. King Andres—his tone was significantly soothing my newly formed wounds. “It's a fifty-fifty chance, your Highness. We can't say anything at the moment. We need to make some tests, especially regarding the poison he tried to give her.” The doctor i