The Luna Choosing Game by Jane Above Story

Chapter 0022

I

Forcing my voice level, I asked, “Why wasn’t I previously informed that Elva was suffering from a

terminal illness?”

The pitying one pushed his glasses up his nose with his index finger. “Perhaps we were optimistic before. But she has since taken a turn for the worst. We aren’t fortunetellers, ma’am.”

That wasn’t what I wanted to hear. “So you won’t treat her? At all?”

The pitying one shrugged. “What’s the point?” He placed his hand on my shoulder, and it took everything within me not to shove him away. “Giving up now is for the best. You’ll see that soon enough.”

“I will never agree with that,” I said. “Elva is worth saving. At least try. Please. I’m begging you.

The doctor with the pitying look shook his head. He called to his colleague. “We’re done here.” a

“No…” My legs went weak.

As one doctor walked straight out the door, the other, the one with the blank expression stopped at my

side.

In a whisper that no one else could hear, she told me, “Perhaps leaving the palace would be better for

her.”

I looked at her in confusion, but she offered no further explanation. She left the room without glancing

back

Was she insinuating that someone here might have done something to Elva? Or was she saying that no one here would help her because of who she was?

I collapsed. I would have likely banged my knees on the floor if my maid hadn’t caught me and helped.

me down.

What was I going to do? I couldn’t let Elva die! Even if she was sick enough… even if it was fated… didn’t

she deserve some treatment?

The poor girl was in pain!

Miss Piper said the second maid from Elva’s bedside,

Aluson I pushed myself back to my feet and scrambled to Elva’s side: Her little hand was reaching out

in both of mine

“It’s okay, honey. Mommy’s here now. It’s going to be okay.”

She seemed soothed by my presence, enough to fall asleep.

I glanced at the second maid, who was diligent in holding that compress and watching Elva. Confident she would alert me if something else occurred, I stepped back from the bed to consult with the doctors.

they stopped their hushed words to each other and

does Elva have a fever?” I

each other, then back at

no treatment plan,” the

must have

smile. I hated

at that moment.

will see reason, and give up on wanting to treat

are talking about a person

that needs

resources for those with hope of survival,” the doctor with the

her as

understand. Were their resources so scarce they would refuse to help a child? Why hadn’t that been mentioned earlier? Julian had made it seem like they would

now, here they were, saying she

this before?” I asked. My voice was rising with my panic. “Elva

one said a thing about her

There’s no need to shout,” said the pitying one. “We

expression crossed

I wanted to

shouting wouldn’t work. For Elva’s sake, I had to

I

Chapter 0022

wasn’t I previously

terminal illness?”

pitying one pushed his glasses up his nose

she has since taken a turn for the worst.

I wanted to hear. “So you won’t treat her? At

“What’s the point?” He placed his hand on my shoulder, and it took

up now is for

will never agree with that,” I said. “Elva is worth

head. He called to his colleague. “We’re

legs

walked straight out the door, the other, the one with the blank expression stopped at

side.

no one else could hear, she told

her.”

her in confusion, but she offered

back

done

her

have likely banged my knees on the floor if

me down.

do? I couldn’t let Elva die! Even if she was sick

she deserve some treatment?

poor girl was in

said the second maid

to my feet and scrambled to Elva’s side. Her little hand was reaching

“It hurts…”

But it will be okay soon.” It was a lie, but how

at me through her lashes. Her eyes

heard me yelling? My heart