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.

and looked at me. One wore a blank

does Elva have a fever?” I asked. “What’s

glanced at each other,

no treatment plan,” the blank one

have misheard. “Excuse

doctor also had a tiny condescending smile. I

at that moment.

see reason, and give

about a person – a child – not

needs put down.”

of survival,” the doctor with

hated her as

scarce they would refuse to help a child? Why hadn’t that been mentioned earlier? Julian had made it seem

were, saying she didn’t deserve a chance

this before?” I asked. My voice was rising

already, and no one said a thing about her

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

crossed her

came out shaking. I wanted to scream at them, but I

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

I

Chapter 0022

level, I asked, “Why wasn’t I previously informed that

terminal illness?”

The pitying one pushed his glasses up his nose with his index finger. “Perhaps we were

turn

hear. “So

the point?” He placed his hand on my shoulder,

him away. “Giving up now is for the best. You’ll see that soon

that,” I said. “Elva is

pitying look shook his head. He called to his colleague. “We’re

legs

other, the one with the blank expression

side.

that no one else could hear, she told

her.”

she offered no further explanation. She left the

back

done something to Elva? Or was

here would help her because of who she

have likely banged my knees on

me down.

couldn’t let Elva die! Even if she was

she deserve some treatment?

girl

said the second maid

scrambled to Elva’s

“It hurts…”

be okay soon.” It was a lie, but how

peeked at me through her lashes. Her eyes were

me yelling? My heart