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“You?” Ramon reacted with shock before letting out a sigh. “Thank you for your kindness, but the world’s finest doctors have seen the princess, and they all agree that nothing can be done. Her intelligence remains at the level of when she was six years old.”
“Maybe I can make a difference. How will we know if we don’t try?” Isabella replied. “Plus, isn’t the princess your last hope? If she recovers her intellect, will the supporters remain with Savannah’s faction?” Her argument was compelling.
Ramon thought it over briefly. “I must get our queen’s permission.”
He then stepped away to make the call.
Shortly, Ramon came back. “Okay, you can come with me tomorrow.”
“I would prefer to do it immediately,” Isabella suggested calmly. “It’s better to start early.”
Seeing the resolve in Isabella’s eyes touched Ramon. He nodded in agreement.
Without delay, Waylon chimed in, “I’ll go with you!” He needed to stay close to Isabella to ensure her safety.
The four of them then left the hotel.
Not long after they left, Patty arrived with her people. Having been scolded by her cousin earlier, she seethed with anger.
Patty found Isabella despicable, especially since Isabella had knocked her out and escaped.
Determined not to let Isabella off easily, she was set on tearing her apart.
A menacing and savage look came over Patty as she stormed into the hotel, only to be halted abruptly.
“Excuse me. We’re not allowing visitors at the moment.”
“Are you aware of who I am?” Patty’s eyes narrowed in disdain.
Unmoved, the security guard responded, “Apologies, but this area is off-limits at the moment.”
“You imbecile, I am Patty Hunt!”
The Hunt family name was one of the top aristocratic families in Aswil. No one would dare stop them anywhere.
The security guard remained calm. “Miss Hunt, I know who you are, but the queen has given strict orders not to let anyone in.”
Patty was stunned.
The queen?
What could possibly be the reason behind this decision? Was something unusual happening?
With no other option, Patty conceded. It was clear that Isabella and Waylon were likely not inside either. She quickly ordered her team, “Find out where that woman and Waylon have gone!”
“Yes, ma’am.”
Meanwhile, Isabella and Waylon had made their way back to the palace.
Waylon was a bit taken aback as he looked at the grand, majestic estate.
Soon, the group arrived at a secluded villa.
Ramon led Isabella and Waylon inside. Babette, who had been waiting in the living room, stood up from the sofa. She looked at Isabella gently and said, “Hello, Miss Patton.” Babette’s warm gaze and gentle demeanor moved Isabella. She politely replied, “Hello, Your Majesty.”
Waylon, following behind Isabella, also greeted Babette, and Babette nodded at him in response. She then turned her attention back to Isabella and said admiringly, “I didn’t expect you to know medicine. You’re as impressive as your brother.” She paused and sighed softly. “Dottie is already asleep. I’ll take you to her room.”
Ever since Dottie had fallen ill, Babette had been unable to sleep well at night. She was always filled with worry for Dottie. As they walked, she spoke in a faltering tone. “I’ve spoken to every renowned doctor I could find, but none have been able to help Dottie.”
Now that there was a glimmer of hope, she wouldn’t let it slip away.
They reached Dottie Wilson’s room, and Babette opened the door. They entered.
The room was decorated with a reserved elegance, dominated by shades of black, white, and gray—an unusual choice for a woman.
When Babette noticed Isabella’s surprised expression, she spoke nostalgically. “Dottie has always been calm and composed. She knew she carried the weight of the entire nation on her shoulders, so she never dared slack off. She said this style helps her think clearly.” Dottie’s determination and hard work had surpassed countless others.
She had once been the hope of the royal family, and even of the nation.
Isabella’s gaze was fixed on the bed, where Dottie lay with her eyes closed.
She had sharp, striking features. Although her brows were slightly furrowed, her sleeping face looked serene. Isabella walked to the bed, bent over, and gently smoothed Dottie’s eyebrows with her delicate fingers. As she did, Dottie’s features relaxed.
Isabella took Dottie’s hand and noticed the thick calluses on her palms, which must have developed over time. It seemed that Dottie, like Isabella’s brother, also excelled in martial arts.
While Isabella was examining Dottie, Babette couldn’t help but tense up.
What if this turned out to be another failure?
After nearly fifteen minutes, Isabella gently released Dottie’s wrist and lowered her hand. Seeing this, Babette anxiously asked, “Miss Patton, how is she?”
“She can be cured. However, the treatment procedure is complicated. The princess wasn’t suffering from a simple high fever. She was poisoned.” Isabella’s tone turned grave. “It’s a rare, odorless, and tasteless poison called Anor. Once ingested, it affects the brain’s central system, causing disorientation and a high fever. That’s why everyone thought it was just a fever,” Isabella explained.
She paused, taking a deep breath before continuing. “This poison is extremely rare. There are probably less than a hundred people who know about it, and many believed it had been lost to time. The people who harmed the princess went to great lengths to use it.”
Tears welled up in Babette’s eyes, and a surge of hatred flooded her heart. Through clenched teeth, she said, “They are so vicious!”
Ramon, equally concerned, asked, “Can this poison be removed from her body?”
Isabella nodded. “It can.” Her eyes softened as she looked at Dottie. “However, she will have to endure some pain.”
At that moment, Dottie stirred and slowly opened her eyes. She didn’t say anything, only gazed quietly at Isabella.
She blinked slowly. Even though her intelligence remained at the level of a six-year-old, she already understood a lot for her age.
Isabella spoke softly, “Since you’re unwell, I need to treat you. But the process may be painful. Are you afraid?”
Dottie looked up at Isabella, her large eyes pure and innocent, a stark contrast to her sharp features. She nodded slowly, seeming to understand Isabella’s words.
Isabella smiled gently. “You’re different from others. You’re very smart. Even though you’ve lost some things, you still recognized Howard.”
Dottie’s eyes narrowed slightly. She lowered her head, trying to hide the emotions she felt.
After comforting Dottie, Isabella turned to discuss the treatment plan with Babette.
Without wasting any time, Isabella began the first treatment that very night.
Isabella instructed Babette to prepare the herbs. They were carefully refined and poured into a large tub filled with boiling water. Once ready, Isabella asked Dottie to undress and sit in the tub.
“In this process, every second will feel like burning pain. It will feel as though you are being scorched by fire,” Isabella explained, watching from the doorway.
As Babette looked at Dottie, her heart tightened. Sweat drenched Dottie’s forehead, and her expression contorted with pain. It was as if she were enduring torture. Tears welled up in Babette’s eyes, but she forced herself to hold them back.
With the country in turmoil, Dottie had to recover. She had no choice but to endure the excruciating treatment.
“Ahh!”
Dottie’s agonized scream echoed through the bathroom. Babette could no longer contain her emotions and began to sob uncontrollably.
Dottie had always been resilient. She had endured countless injuries from her martial arts training but never complained. Instead, she would comfort Babette, telling her not to feel sorry for her. Yet, at this moment, she cried out in misery. The pain in her voice was so intense that it was clear how much suffering she was enduring.
Babette’s tears streamed down her face uncontrollably.
“Dottie’s willpower is extraordinary,” Isabella said softly. “Anyone else would have collapsed under this pain. Even though her intelligence remains at the level of when she was six years old, the six-year-old Dottie was already exceptional. She knows the changes in herself and desperately wants to recover.”
Since Dottie had recognized Howard, Isabella understood that she had been fighting to regain the life that had been taken from her. Someone like Dottie was truly remarkable.
Having a queen like her would be an honor for Aswil and its people. Dottie would undoubtedly transform Aswil.
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