When the physician returned once again, the solemn expression that had clouded his face earlier had eased ever so slightly.
It wasn't the look of a man bringing wonderful news, yet neither was it the hopeless expression he had worn before.
There was still concern in his eyes, but there was also a glimmer of relief. Bowing respectfully, he steadied himself before speaking. "We've managed to stop the bleeding, Your Majesty. For now, he is stable... but he has lost far too much blood."
Rowan absorbed every word in silence, and unlike before, he forced himself to remain composed.
Although his heart still pounded with worry, his face had settled into the calm expression everyone in the kingdom had come to know.
After a brief pause, he looked directly at the physician and asked the only question that truly mattered. "Will he live?"
