"Yes, Your Majesty," Afton replied evenly, his voice calm and deliberate as he folded his hands neatly over his lap. "Given the prince's unique psychological response and the strength of his attachment to you, I believe this spell presents the highest chance of success. It's not without risk... but neither is inaction."
'So he's sure this will work… Confident, but not arrogant. At least he's not making promises he can't keep.' Heinz's crimson gaze didn't waver as he studied the professor. 'He understands the stakes. That's something.'
Lysander leaned forward slightly, his tone sincere.
"Your Majesty, I've worked with Afton before—during a case involving a knight who suffered from fragmented memory after being cursed. I can vouch for both his methods and his discretion. He's not only meticulous—he's respected across both magical and medical circles."
Heinz remained still, but his eyes shifted briefly toward the bed. Florian stirred, a faint whimper escaping his lips.
