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.

I came toward them, they stopped their hushed words to each other and looked at me.

I

each other, then back at

treatment plan,” the

have

had a tiny condescending smile. I hated him more

at that moment.

will see reason, and give up on wanting to treat the

are talking about a person – a child – not

needs put

those with hope of survival,” the doctor with

her as

that been mentioned earlier? Julian had made it seem like they would take care of

were, saying she

this before?” I asked. My voice was rising with

and no one said a

said the pitying one. “We

expression crossed her

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

I had to

I

Chapter 0022

asked, “Why wasn’t I previously informed that

terminal illness?”

his nose

a turn for the

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

pitying one shrugged. “What’s the point?” He placed his hand on my shoulder, and it

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

said. “Elva is worth saving. At least

with the pitying look shook his head. He called

legs

walked straight out the door, the other,

side.

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

her.”

confusion, but she offered no further explanation. She left the room without

back

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

here would help her because of who she

knees on the floor if my maid hadn’t

me down.

going to do? I couldn’t let Elva die! Even

she deserve some treatment?

girl was

second maid from

myself back to my feet and scrambled to Elva’s side. Her little

“It hurts…”

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

through her lashes. Her eyes were

heard me yelling? My heart sunk