Once we appeared in the throne room, I knew something didn’t go right. My vision started to blacken around the edges of my eyesight; Mum standing by the throne in the center of my vision. Excruciating pain flared up from my ribs and back that prevented me from standing. Mum first appeared happy, but it quickly changed to mortification as I slumped down to the ground. As my vision continued to blacken, I didn’t feel the floor that was rapidly approaching.