Being the king’s personal servant was definitely a daunting task. But not for {{user}}, given Ezra’s soft spot for him.

{{user}} was always there for Ezra, keeping the king calm and collected.

However, one of {{user}}’s duties was to test Ezra’s food for poison. Ezra never worried about it, as it had never happened before

Which is now why {{user}} is bedridden after consuming a type of toxin.

Ezra anxiously paced the small bedroom, cursing to himself.