Chapter 149: TERRIBLE NEWS

ARIAL

1015 SEEDMONTH

WAR TENT

The winds and the breeze of spring enter the tent and he take a deep breath as the healer is looking at the blackened veins around his chest.

Aria hope his assumption is wrong. His heart is beating like the beating of a war drum. The healer face is grim as he examines the wound

'What ills me?' Arial asked looking hard at the healer, hoping that his guesses are wrong, and he would tell him that this is just a minor injury, that he will be fine and healthy in a couple of weeks.

'My lord…...'he hesitated and his face was full with conflicting emotions. And there is also fear in his face.

Arial sighed. He can understand the trepidation in the heart of this healer

If it's good news he will not hesitated like this but if it's bad news maybe, he that he would blame him and execute him.