C53 vexation

"Speak, I know what I'm doing." The Emperor sighed as he spoke.

He seemed to have resigned himself to his fate. He did not hold any hope of finding the poison in his body. After all, no one had been able to find the poison in his body. How could they cure him?

It looked like he was going to spend the next few short days like this after tonight, dragging a medicated body along with him