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

does Elva have a fever?” I asked.

at each other,

treatment plan,”

must have misheard.

also had a tiny condescending smile. I hated him more than

at that moment.

see reason, and give up on wanting to

hot. “You are talking about a person –

that needs put down.”

with hope of survival,” the doctor

her

Were their resources so scarce they would refuse to help a child? Why hadn’t that been mentioned earlier? Julian

now, here they were, saying she didn’t deserve

didn’t you tell me this before?” I asked. My voice was rising with my

no one said a thing

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

crossed her

I wanted to

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

I

Chapter 0022

wasn’t I previously informed that Elva was suffering from

terminal illness?”

The pitying one pushed his glasses up his

since taken a turn for the worst. We aren’t fortunetellers,

to hear. “So you won’t treat her? At

the point?” He placed

away. “Giving up now is for the

is worth saving. At

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

legs

other, the

side.

could hear, she told me, “Perhaps leaving the palace would be better

her.”

confusion, but she offered no

back

have done something to Elva? Or was she saying that

would help her because of

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

me down.

Even if she was sick enough… even if it

she deserve some treatment?

girl

second maid

to

“It hurts…”

But it will be okay soon.” It was a lie, but how could I let her believe that none of these

She peeked at me through her lashes. Her eyes were

heard me yelling? My heart sunk in