Ch.11 Dreams of the dead
Luna carefully and lightly go up from the bed as the pain from the wound in her chest subsided.
She winced a tiny bit in pain as each breath now felt like trying to breathe through a paper bag.
Nerveless, Luna walked out of the room to start her late duty as a maid as the attack had gotten her off schedule.
Luna cursed to herself as she walked back in to get the laundry she forgot to take with her. She picked up the basket as the clothes remind her or Siegfried.
Maybe it was because it WAS Siegfried clothes, or the fact he healed her while she protected him.
Luna shook away the though with a faint tint of blush on her pale cheeks. She couldn't think of the prince right now.
But, she could worry over the poor soul as Siegfried had to leave as his father summoned him to his studies.
Luna sighed with a worried heavy heart. She then though of Siegfried himself. His tall figure slender figure. The way his pale blonde hair shined in the light. The way he spoke with high honor as the way he spoke with his curving lips-
Luna almost slapped herself for thinking that. She couldn't be think of that right now. She looked ahead and not at the laundry as she closed the door behind her with a soft click.
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Bella skipped down the hallway as she only job today was to be messenger girl for her brother. She hated her father for doing that too her.
Thinking she would get something, but didn't as it would be messenger girl time.
Bella groaned as she don't into the lower class bedrooms and looked into them. They weren't as fancy as the guest rooms. But to a poor man, this would have been heaven.
Bella looked into another room and froze. Inside was a teenager close to her age. He was asleep on the bed as his forehead was slick with sweat.
Slowly, Bella when inside as she couldn't help but be curious about the boy. Was he dying, or was he sick?
Bella sat on the edge of the bed as she saw a needle in the man's hand. It looks as if it had been already used.
Bella when to reach for it, until the young man stir and opened his jade eyes. Bella jumped in surprise as his cold gaze landed onto her deep wood brown ones.
"W-who are y-you...?"
He spoke as his voice was cracked badly as if someone was trying to stab at it.
"I am Princess Bella. That is all you need to know."
"W-why are you... h-here..."
He spoke before passing out into a quiet sleep. Bella rose and grabbed the cloth off the nightstand and dab his forehead.
His clothes stuck with sweat as you could see the outlining of his muscles. Bella blushed and held herself back as he sat with him and tend to his fever.
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