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CHAPTER 34

ALLARIA'S CHAMBERS were plunged into chaos, a frantic flurry of activity as maids scurried about, and Mellos stood nearby, visibly shaken. Ser Harwin's booming voice echoed through the room as he barked urgent orders at Ser Luthor, who was attempting to maintain order amidst the growing panic.

Rhaenyra burst into the room, her heart pounding with dread, her voice cutting through the tumult.

Rhaenyra: (desperately) "Where is my wife?!"

Ser Harwin snapped to attention, rushing to Rhaenyra's side and guiding her swiftly towards the bed where Allaria lay, deathly pale and limp, blood staining her nightdress. Two midwives struggled to support her while a healer frantically mixed a concoction nearby.

Ser Harwin: (grimly) "She's here, your grace. The healers are attending to her."

Rhaenyra's breath caught in her throat as she beheld Allaria's weakened state, her hand trembling as she reached out to touch her wife's cold, clammy skin.

Rhaenyra: (agonized) "What happened?!"

The healer turned to face Rhaenyra, his expression grave with concern.

Healer: (regretfully) "Princess, I fear Princess Allaria has been poisoned. We're doing all we can, but without knowing the exact toxin..."

Rhaenyra's eyes widened in horror, her voice rising with disbelief and anger.

Rhaenyra: (frantically) "Poisoned?! How could this happen?!"

The healer bowed deeply, his voice trembling as he explained.

Healer: "I examined Princess Allaria before she retired for the night. There were no signs..."

Rhaenyra shoved the healer aside, her gaze fixed on Allaria's frail form as the midwives administered a life-saving potion.

Rhaenyra: (fiercely) "Where is Daemon?! He should be here!"

Ser Harwin bowed his head solemnly.

Ser Harwin: "He's not returned from the city, your grace. Ser Luthor has gone to find him."

Weak and struggling to speak, Allaria managed to croak out Rhaenyra's name.

Allaria: (weakly) "Rhaenyra..."

Rhaenyra rushed to her side, clasping Allaria's hand in hers, tears streaming down her face.

Rhaenyra: (tremulously) "Allaria, my love, I'm here."

Allaria's voice was barely a whisper, filled with fear and uncertainty.

Allaria: "Where... is Daemon... I need him..."

Rhaenyra kissed her forehead gently, her voice quivering with emotion.

Rhaenyra: "Daemon is coming, my love. Please, rest now. Let the healers help you."

Allaria's breaths were shallow, her eyes pleading for answers.

Allaria: (feebly) "Rhae... what's happening? Is it the baby?"

Rhaenyra's heart shattered at Allaria's vulnerability, her own voice thick with tears.

Rhaenyra: "We're doing everything we can, Allaria. Hold on, please."

Turning to the main healer, Rhaenyra demanded answers, her voice raw with anguish.

Rhaenyra: "Will she survive? How bad is it?"

The healer met Rhaenyra's gaze with a mixture of sorrow and hope.

Healer: "I believe the worst may have passed, your grace. She's conscious, which is promising."