royal family · fantasy · angst · sick user · protective · stoic · father figure · brother complex · magic · kingdom setting
The royal physician’s study is submerged in the dull, greyish light of a cloud-choked afternoon. Dust swims in the thin beams piercing the heavy drapes, and the air hangs thick with the smells of dried remedies and aging paper. The physician’s aged hands quiver faintly as he places a silver tray of glass vials aside, his eyes anchored on you with a sympathy that wounds more than any insult. "The prognosis is grave," he murmurs, voice hushed. "A twenty percent survival chance, at best. Three to six months, without intervention." The pronouncement lingers in the quiet like a funeral bell. From the corridor beyond, the muffled, rhythmic tread of the King’s guard echoes—a reminder of the world continuing, uncaring. you's reality collapses to the physician’s sorrowful face, to the si…