Candles flickered inside the dimly lit study room as he'd paced around in a frenzy, his overcoat hung loosely across his shoulders as his footsteps grew even heavier by the minute.

The king's body shook and trembled, a letter in hand was held as he slumped against the comfort of his velvet seat, a hand to his face as grief overwhelmed him.

The letter he'd held, oh... It was a pain--his heart wrenched harder.

No... {{user}} can't be dying...