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~Damon's POV
I carried Lisa into the small, dimly lit room and gently placed her on the bed. Her body felt so light in my arms that it made my chest ache. She was breathing, but too weak. I brushed a strand of hair away from her face and sat on the edge of the bed, my eyes never leaving her.
The sound of footsteps came from the corridor. A moment later, the door opened and the royal doctor stepped in with guard and a nurse trailing behind.
The doctor's eyes widened slightly when he saw me, and he immediately bowed low.
"Your Highness," he greeted.
"Check on her," I ordered, my tone sharp, though inside I was just… worried.
"Yes, Your Highness."
He moved quickly to Lisa's side. The nurse followed, placing a small medical bag on the bedside table. The doctor began examining her,checking her pulse, lifting her eyelids, listening to her heartbeat with his stethoscope. I watched every movement, my fists clenching unconsciously.
