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    Sybil kept trying to shove Digby away while shouting, but Thalia stepped in and blocked her.


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    “Princess Helia is literally dying! Who cares about etiquette right <i>now</i>?<i>” </i>Thalia snapped. “Digby is a world–renowned healer. He’s the only one who can save her!”


    “Nothing is more important than her life!” Thalia continued, her <i>voice </i>rising. “Her wolf has been in a deepa for over two ho and her scent is so faint I can barely smell it. If we don’t find the cause <i>now</i><i>, </i>she’s gone!”


    Celeste Guzman backed Thalia up, ring at Sybil.


    “You’ve been blocking Digby this whole time. What are you so afraid of? Do <i>you </i>want her to stay unconscious?”


    Sybil let out a cold snort.


    “Have you all forgotten what these people did at Snowdeer Town? They are our enemies! How can we trust a doctor they sent?!”


    Prune, understanding every word of their bickering, shot back in perfect Westernnguage, “Velda is the one who butchered civilians. Don’t me an entire nation for the actions of one person! Your people ughtered hundreds of innocent Frostfangs- you hear us calling all of you rogues?”


    hit a breaking point, Raymond raised his voice to keep them froming to blows.


    down! Princess’s health is the priority. Since our own doctor, Wesley, is stumped, we might as well let the famous look. At the very least, he can rule out poisoning.”


    diately frowned and protested, “I swear by the Moon Goddess, there isn’t a single trace of poison in her systems


    ared daggers at Digby.


    the knew she couldn’t stop him now, but since Wesley had already dered there was no poison, she felt she was


    moment.


    Digby checked Helia’s pupils, then used Prune as a trantor to speak with Wesley


    “What were her symptoms right before she passed out?” Digby asked


    “Helia has suffered from severe chromic migrames for a year” Wesley exined. They ve ved getting fr had <i>two </i>or three episodes where she threw up ck blond But the time when she got back fresh the th went into a partial shift and started mauling other woles chce she was restrained die tell


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    Digby went silent sainking into deep thought


    Sybil couldn’t help but sncer


    “Is your reputation all Talk? You’ver been poking around fornyet and your doll haven 1 bound a mo


    Digby gave her a t look and courted


    “Wesley is a decent doctor but he’s dead wrong about this case Me frays as definitely posioned


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    “Bullshit!”


    Sybil almost jumped out of her skin, lunging toward Digby.


    Paisley was faster. She grabbed Sybil and pinned her instantly.


    Sybil was the only one in the room acting this erratic; Paisley and Avery traded a look, both thinking the same thing: Sybil is the one who did this.


    Paisley shoved Sybil against the wall, hissing, “Shut up and let Dr. Digby finish!”


    As Digby prepared to exin, Wesley cut in frantically, “It is absolutely <i>not </i>poison! There is no scent of any potion or herbal toxins in her blood!”


    The envoys looked torn, their eyes darting between Wesley and Digby.


    Emotionally, they wanted to trust their own man, but Digby was a legend for a reason.


    Digby looked at Prune and said firmly, “Tell them it’s poison. No question.”


    Raymond realized how serious this was.


    “Fine. Then what kind of poison are we talking about?”


    Digby turned to Adide.


    A memory shed in Adide’s mind–a case she’d seen years ago in Union County. A frail she–wolf had been infested by a rare parasite; after shifting, her strength surged so much she could overpower a grown Alpha.


    But that wolf hadn’t fallen into aa, which was the part that confused Adide.


    Wesley held his ground.


    “No! I’ve looked after Princess Helia for years. It’s not poison. It has to be a malignant brain tumor or a massive stroke M diagnosis is correct!”


    Digby let out a dismissive hum and slowly shook his head.


    “A tumor or a stroke wouldn’t cause a sudden, violent shift like that it’s obvious Her consciousnessis beaty hips are by para de If we don’t treat her now, she’ll lose her mindpletely.”


    “Impossible!” Sybil shouted, her fists clenched


    “What parasite? Are you publicly cursing Princess Helia now? You te nothing botafetus


    Digby narrowed his eyes, looking night through Sybil’s fear


    He reached into his heavy medical bag and pulled out a small mon bunk truth was a stubby, pit: htonewarka Pulsare strange, haunting fragrance


    Digby handed the box to Wesley


    “Light this in the room I drive the parasite out of her body


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    Wesley hesitated as he examined it. He had seen all kinds of exotic herbs in the royal court, but he’d never heard of a scented candle curing a terminal illness.


    “What is this?”


    “It’s my own recipe,” Digby said. “It’ll help her regain consciousness. Princess Helia is in aa because her inner wolfis desperately fighting the parasite. Thea is her wolf’s way of protecting her body, but if she doesn’t wake up within twelve hours, she’s dead.”


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