'I'm fine. I promise', I reassured Doctor Cousteau, but he wasn't having any of it.
Queen Katerina made sure to summon the best doctor in the region, and he happened to be a ten-minute helicopter ride away. The look on everyone's faces was that of worry and deep concern. As much as I appreciated the sentiment, I didn't enjoy it any bit. The truth was I was feeling like the poster child for picture-perfect health. Whatever caused me to faint wasn't an issue anymore.
'I assure you, Lady Emma, people don't just faint if they're fine. I can rule out dehydration. But your body is exhausted. I will have one of the nurses draw blood to run more tests. Until then, I'm afraid you can't leave the infirmary', Doctor Cousteau warned.
'Is it possible that she was drugged?', Henrik, who was standing against the farthest wall and keeping a very awkward distance, asked the doctor.