The royal physician was summoned shortly after Nexus had settled into the expansive, echoing hall of the castle.
The air buzzed with curiosity as the castle's inhabitants—noblemen, ladies-in-waiting, and grooms alike—gathered, their eyes darting toward the center where the princess lay.
They were eager to catch a glimpse of their beloved Alexa and to witness the enigmatic charm that surrounded her.
Carol had been gently placed on an ethereal ice stone bed, its surface glistening under the soft glow of luminescent crystals.
Gone was the unflattering hospital garb of shirt and trousers that had once hung limply on her delicate frame.
Nexus had boldly requested a change, abhorring the rough fabric that did little justice to his daughter.
A caretaker, assigned to tend to her, delicately washed Carol's hair in the shimmering ice lake, the water sparkling like diamonds as it cascaded over her long tresses.
