Chapter 1342
Because Salvador assigned Galen to handle other matters, the management of Astral Prison had been left to the Supreme Court officials, with Randall overseeing it.
Later that evening, Randall arrived at Hell Monarch Estate to see Carissa. He mentioned there was something troubling him and needed her advice. Carissa only ate a few bites of her meal before rushing out to meet him, her mind preoccupled with worry about Zoey and her children
However, when she heard Randall’s concerns, she learned that the problem was with Evelyn and Viola.
Since their arrival at Astral Prison, the two women had been consumed with worry. Their meals, looking worse than what was fed to dogs, left them weak. Within days, they both began suffering from severe vomiting and diarrhea.
Carissa had already provided some medicine for easing any symptoms of an upset stomach to Zoey, and taking it had helped Evelyn and Viola. But with the continued poor food, their condition had worsened again. Now, Viola was running a high fever.
Evelyn had begged for a physician, but Randall was unable to make a decision and had come to Carissa for advice.
“What about the others? Are they experiencing the same symptoms?” she asked.
“Some of them did. After all, they went from living in luxury to being prisoners. It’s hard to adjust to the food. But everyone else got better after taking medicine. Only those two seem to be getting worse.
Randall glanced at Carissa and added, “Ms. Prince looks like she’s on the brink of death, while Madam Prince cries every day, nearly making herself blind with grief. Perhaps we should find a physician for them?”
Carissa paused, considering, then said, “Have you spoken to Deputy Commander Kimber? He used to handle matters at Astral Prison. He would have the authority to decide.”
“I’ve already gone to him,” Randall admitted. “Deputy Commander Kimber said that Ms. Prince left Mr. Warren when he fell from grace, so she’s not a good woman. He refused to allow a physician to be called.”
Carissa was taken aback, she hadn’t realized Galen and Barrett had such a close relationship.
“Then, why don’t you go to Mr. Carter?” she suggested.
Randall lowered his gaze, his fingers clenched. “He’s placed great expectations on me. I don’t want to bother him with every little issue–he’d be disappointed in me. But I truly don’t know what to do. Since Deputy Commander Kimber already refused, I’m afraid to act on my own and anger him.”
Carissa observed him thoughtfully. He was indeed lacking in decisiveness, yet he had a compassionate heart. In fact, once he consulted with Galen, who had given his refusal, Randall could have easily stayed out of the matter.
Carissa sighed and said, “I can’t make a decision for you, but I can offer some advice. His Majesty ordered their Imprisonment in Astral Prison, hoping that Mr. Prince might tum himself in, swayed by family ties. But as the one responsible for their custody, you must ensure they stay alive.”
Randall let out a breath of relief, a faint smile tugging at his lips. “Understood. I’ll make sure to arrange for a physician for them.”
He turned to leave, but then stopped and turned back. “What should I say if Deputy Commander Kimber asks about it? He didn’t approve of calling a physician.”
Carissa sighed. “You’ll have to figure that out on your own, alright?”
Seeing the disappointment in her eyes, Randall didn’t dare ask further. He muttered a quick farewell, then left.
Chapter 1342
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Once he was gone, Carissa instructed Lulu to go to Arcane Sanctum and take Rowan to Astral Prison to check on Zoey, Cedric, and the others, to make sure everything was alright. After all, they had shown symptoms as well.
Later that evening, Rowan returned with Lulu, both carrying the unmistakable odor of prison. Lily sprinkled some scented water on them to wash away the stench, along with bit of the bad luck associated with prison.
Carissa instructed Lulu to bathe and change, while Rowan was served coffee and snacks.
Rowan set his medical kit down on the table. “A physician has already visited and given them a prescription. But considering how difficult it is to prepare medicine in Astral Prison, I left them some pills instead.”
“And how are they doing?” Carissa asked.
“Ms. Prince and Madam Prince are in worse condition. The others are managing okay, though Ms. Courtney has a slight fever as well.”
“How did that happen? Is it the food?” Carissa questioned.
Rowan sighed. “The conditions aren’t ideal. Everyone is eating, sleeping, and… well, relieving themselves in the same place. The environment is poor, and they are all people who are used to luxury. It’s no surprise that their bodies are struggling to adjust
“The men are doing better as they’re stronger, but Mrs. Prince has been suffering from headaches, likely due to poor sleep. I gave her needle treatment and left some ointment for her.
“As for Ms. Prince, she didn’t have any major issues previously. But she’s been so anxious and has taken too much medicine. It drained her, which is what made her condition much worse. Meanwhile, Madam Prince is in a constant state of worry and cries every day. Her eyes are almost going blind from it.”
Rowan paused for a moment, sipping his drink before continuing, “Mrs. Prince has it the hardest. She has to manage everything in Astral Prison. She’s battling splitting headaches herself while trying to comfort everyone else. She can’t just ignore them–there are so many people, and negative emotions can spread easily. If they were separated, it would be easier on her.”
Carissa’s heart ached for Zoey, but she knew that separating the prisoners was an unlikely solution.
