"Duke Elsher!" The meek-looking servant stiffened, his voice quivering as he tried to stand in Orion's path. He was a frail-looking thing, stick-thin at best, and still he tried to use his body to block the corridor. "Please, Your Grace! His Majesty has given clear instructions that the Princess is not to leave her chambers―"
Orion's jaw ticked in impatience.
"Don't make me ask you again," he said, his voice low with warning. "Where is the royal physician? How do I find the infirmary?"
The servant closed his eyes shut, his lips trembling as he said, "My apologies, Your Grace, but I cannot―"
Orion did not have the patience to listen to the rest of the servant's speech, not when Soleia was quite literally dying in his arms. He easily side-stepped the man, his long strides quickly leaving the man behind.