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.

their hushed words to each other and looked at me. One wore a blank expression.

fever?” I asked.

glanced at each other, then

plan,” the blank one

must have

doctor also had a tiny condescending smile. I hated him more than anyone else in

at that moment.

you will see reason, and give up on wanting

are talking about a person –

that needs put

should save our resources for those with hope of survival,” the doctor with the

her as

refuse to help a child? Why hadn’t that been mentioned earlier? Julian had made it seem like they would take care of Elva, since she was a

now, here they were, saying she didn’t deserve a chance to

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

said a thing about her having

no need to shout,” said the pitying one. “We can hear just

expression crossed her

deep breath, but it came out shaking. I

Elva’s sake, I had to submit to whatever they

I

Chapter 0022

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

terminal illness?”

glasses up his nose with his index finger. “Perhaps

since taken a turn for the worst.

wasn’t what I wanted to hear. “So you

one shrugged. “What’s the point?” He placed his hand on my

to shove him away. “Giving up now is

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

shook his head. He called

legs

walked straight out the door, the other,

side.

that no one else could hear, she told me, “Perhaps leaving the palace would be

her.”

confusion, but she offered no further explanation. She left the

back

someone here might have done something to Elva? Or was she saying that

her because

likely banged my knees on the floor if

me down.

Even if she was sick enough… even if it was

she deserve some treatment?

girl

second maid

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

“It hurts…”

know, honey. I’m sorry. But it will be okay soon.” It was a lie, but how could I let her

at me through her

heard me yelling? My