King Titan, heartbroken, slowly laid Queen Alzena down on the magnificent bed. The silk that should have felt luxurious and comforting now felt rough against her pale skin. Her face, which usually shone with grace and kindness, was now contorted in pain.
The healer, with eagle-sharp eyes and skilled hands, carefully checked the Queen's pulse. A deep frown formed on his forehead as he wiped the cold sweat from Alzena's temples. The healer raised his head and looked at the Titan King with a gaze filled with sorrow.
“Your Majesty,” he said in a trembling voice, “Queen Alzena… she has drunk snake poison,"
The words fell like a bomb in the room. King Titan staggered back, his eyes wide in disbelief. Snake poison? Who could do this to his beloved queen?