My father and I took a carriage to Royal Castle.
In the carriage, your father told me that His Royal Highness the First Prince was exposed to a slow but powerful poison and was in danger.
I have to get off the carriage and get to His Royal Highness's room, which is quite a distance, because His Royal Highness's room is deep in the royal castle and in the residence space of the royal family.
"On Daisy's feet, I feel sorry for her."
With that said, once he held me up in one hand, your father headed to the desired room with a quick leg.
"The Wizards, it's Viscount Pluslaria, deputy division chief. I'd like to tell Your Majesty that I've got the medicine."
Your father asked the soldier in front of the room to give him a message.
The soldier knocks on the door, enters the room and tells him what his father's doing. Immediately thereafter, permission was given in His Majesty's voice, and we were invited into the room.
"Oh, Daisy! Is it true you brought me drugs?
His Majesty wants to live in straw before my young child wandering the frontier of life and death.
"Yes, I've made a 'powerful detoxification potion'. Appraisal says it works on any poison."
I salute and take that potion bottle out of the pochette and offer it to His Majesty.
"Call Heinrich. I don't doubt it, but just in case, let me do an appraisal right now."
Upon receiving the potion bottle from me, His Majesty immediately ordered the soldier.
The soldier left the scene early enough to pay his respects.
In no time, Heinrich rushes to his room.
"Your order to appraise, which product do you have?"
"This is it."
His Majesty offers Heinrich a bottle.
Heinrich then gazed at the bottle and then informed His Majesty of the result.
"This potion, if poisonous, can detoxify anything."
Heinrich said it was incredible.
"Your Majesty, may I offer you a drink of that!
The old court doctor speaks to His Majesty.
Um, nodding, His Majesty deposited the potion with the doctor.
The doctor who received the potion bottle opened the lid and went to His Royal Highness the Prince, who lay on the bed. Then, when I pinch both cheeks with my hands and open my mouth, I let the potion be included in my mouth, little by little.
"Your Highness, the pain heals. Drink."
Yes, the doctor tells me, His Highness honestly swallows cockroaches and throats.
Then, the complexion that was purple regains the normal skin color of what is still redness. But His Highness still distorts his face and complains of abdominal pain. And he exhales shallow and fast in pain.
... Huh? Won't that drug cure you?
I honestly was just confident that the appraisal was everything. And yet, what does it mean not to heal? I was confused.
"Father..."
Have I made something wrong? Anxiously I grabbed the hem of your father's clothes. Your father wrapped my hand around it and squeezed it back.
"What do you mean, why not heal!
His Majesty asks the doctor roughly, as he was in a hurry.
"Sire, calm down. We're fine with the poison."
The doctor forgives His Majesty in a hurry with words.
"Your Highness, if you'll excuse me for a moment."
That's what the doctor said, pushing his highness away from his stomach a little bit, and exploring where his highness hurts. His Highness distorted his face greatly as his doctor's thin, elongated fingers pressed the soft spot just around the center of his stomach.
"You got something!
To His Majesty's enquiry, the doctor nodded.
"Your Majesty's body has been exposed to poison for some time, so keep your stomach hurting. Heal that wound with hypothermia and we'll be all set."
That's what the doctor says, heads down and stands out.
I guess His Majesty and Her Majesty saw the light in the words, with a relieved look.
"Please heal him quickly."
When His Majesty tells the doctor so, he gently pulls the forehead of His Royal Highness on his sweaty forehead aside.
"Of course, sir."
That being said, the doctor slowly pours the potion into His Highness's mouth again when he lets his assistant take out the hyppotion and receive it. His Highness, who honestly swallowed the potion, eventually breathed deeply and calmly, reddening slightly on his cheeks.
Open your thin eyes and look around.
"... oh, dear, oh, dear..."
That's what I say and stretch my arms. Her Royal Highness holds the hand and embraces Her Royal Highness the Prince.
"William, good... I was wondering what would happen for a while..."
That's how he cried over the irreplaceable protection of my child's life.
His Majesty the King comforts His Highness by gently stroking her back like that.
"Palace Physician Mudler, and Alchemist Daisy. This time I thank you from the bottom of my heart for your dedication for my son and as one father"
To the words, the doctor and I said to His Majesty, "It's a waste of time," and he bowed his head.