My father and I hurried to the royal castle by carriage.
In that carriage, your father told me that His Highness the First Prince was in danger because of his slow but powerful poison.
We have to get off the carriage and go to His Highness' room, which is quite far from the royal castle because it is deep in the royal residence space.
"I feel sorry for Daisy's feet to rush you."
That said, he just lifted me up in one hand, and his father headed to the room of interest with his fast feet.
"The Wizards, the Vice Commander of the division, Count Plassleria. I want you to tell His Majesty that you have the medicine."
Your father asked the soldier in front of the room for a message.
The soldier knocks on the door and enters the room to tell him about his father. Soon after, His Majesty's voice gave us permission, and we were invited into the room.
"Oh, Daisy! Is it true you brought me the medicine?
His Majesty wants to be in the straw with his young child wandering around the border of life and death.
"Yes, I've created the Powerful Antidote Potion. The tests show that any poison is effective."
I bow down and take the potion bottle out of the pochette and present it to His Majesty.
"Call Heinrich. I don't doubt it, but just in case, I need an evaluation right away."
Your Majesty immediately ordered the soldiers to take the potion bottle from me.
The soldier thanked him and left the scene early enough.
Soon, Heinrich hurried to the room.
"Which item do you have in the order to appraise?"
This is it.
Your Majesty presents the bottle to Heinrich.
Heinrich then stared at the bottle and told His Majesty the results.
"This potion says anything poisonous can be detoxified."
Heinrich said he couldn't believe it.
"Your Majesty, let me give you a drink!
The old court doctor speaks to His Majesty.
Hmm, nodding, His Majesty deposited the potion with the doctor.
The doctor who received the potion bottle opened the lid and returned to His Royal Highness the Prince lying on the bed. Then, as you open your mouth with your hands pinched between your cheeks, you'll slowly pour potion into your mouth.
"Your Highness, the pain will heal. Have a drink."
As the doctor told me, His Highness swallowed the cockroach and throat.
Then, the purple complexion recovers the normal skin color of the redness that has not yet returned. However, His Highness still distorts his face and complains of abdominal pain. Then he exhales quickly and painfully.
... eh? That medicine won't cure you?
To be honest, I was only confident that the appraisal would be all. But what does it mean if it doesn't heal? I was confused.
"Father....."
Have I made a mistake? I was worried and grabbed the bottom of my father's clothes. My father wrapped my hand and grabbed it back.
"What do you mean, why won't it heal?!
His Majesty asks the doctor in a hurry.
"Your Majesty, please calm down. I'm fine with the poison."
The doctor pardons his impatient majesty with words.
My lord, if you'll excuse me for a moment.
That's what the doctor said, slightly shifting his stomach and pushing him to find out where he was in pain. His Highness distorted his face a lot when the doctor's detailed fingers pressed a soft spot in the middle of his stomach.
"What do you got?!
The doctor nodded at Your Majesty's question.
"His Majesty's body has been exposed to poison for some time, so his stomach is damaged. If you heal the wound with high potions, you'll be all right."
The doctor says so, lowers his head and gives his opinion.
His Majesty and Her Majesty would have seen the light in the words, expressing relief.
"Cure him quickly."
His Majesty told the doctor that he gently split the Prince's forehair on his sweaty forehead between his sides.
"Of course."
Having said that, the physician asks the assistant to take out the high potion and then slowly pours the potion back into His Highness's mouth. His Highness, who had swallowed the potion honestly, eventually breathed deeply and calmly, with a slight redness on his cheeks.
Open your thin eyes and look around.
"... oh, dear, oh, dear..."
That's how I stretch out my arms. Her Majesty grabbed her hand and hugged her.
"William, thank goodness... I wonder what happens in the meantime..."
That is why I could cry over the irreplaceable preservation of my child's life.
His Majesty gently strokes the back of such a princess.
"The court doctor Maddler, and the alchemist Daisy. I would like to express my sincere gratitude to you for your dedication to my son."
The doctor and I lowered our heads by saying to His Majesty, "What a waste of words."