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.

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

have a fever?” I asked. “What’s her new treatment

at each other, then

plan,”

must have

doctor also had a tiny condescending smile. I hated him

at that moment.

condition is severe,” he said. “We hope you will see reason, and give up on wanting to

talking about a person – a child –

that needs put

should save our resources for those with hope of survival,” the doctor with the blank look said.

her as

would refuse to help a child? Why hadn’t that been mentioned earlier? Julian had

they were, saying she

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

and no one said a thing about her having a

shout,” said the pitying

crossed

but it came out shaking. I wanted to

I had

I

Chapter 0022

I asked, “Why wasn’t I

terminal illness?”

pitying one pushed his glasses up his nose with his

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

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

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

me not to shove him away. “Giving up now is for

agree with that,” I said. “Elva is worth saving. At least try. Please. I’m

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

legs went

walked straight out the door, the other, the one

side.

that no one else could hear, she

her.”

her in confusion, but she offered no

back

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

would help her

have likely banged my knees on the floor

me down.

die! Even if she was sick enough… even if it was

she deserve some treatment?

girl was

the second maid from

to Elva’s side. Her little

“It hurts…”

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

at me through her

yelling?