The Forgotten Princess

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Chapter 9

Elaine was getting more and more upset as Helena started acting crazier with each passing day. Worried about Elaine’s anxiety, Eveline decided to ask the king and queen’s permission to take Elaine away from the castle for a little while.

Eveline knocked timidly on her mother’s chambers door, and opened it slightly.

“Come in,” the queen called, looking up from some of the papers she was looking through.

“Ma’am,” Eveline bowed.

“What can I do for you Eveline?”

Eveline stammered out her worries about Elaine and asked for permission to take Elaine away for a little while to get her mind off what was going on in the castle.

“I agree,” the queen said, “Elaine should get a break. Of course you may take her away for a few weeks.”

Eveline thanked her and hurried out of the door, her knees knocking together. She would be grateful when Elaine and she could get away from the castle. The castle always made her nervous. She didn’t understand the etiquette, and things were just so confusing. She hated it. She preferred her nice, out of the way island mansion.

Eveline found Elaine out in the stables, brushing her horse. She stroked it lovingly with the brush, making the horse’s coat gleam.

“Hey Elaine,” Eveline said, walking up to her.

“Hey Eveline,” Elaine smiled.

“I have great news,” Eveline began.

Eveline began talking about the plans she had made for the two of them for the next few weeks. She was in the middle of talking about the plans when suddenly the stables started looking fuzzy, Elaine and her horse looked like they were getting further and further away from her. Eveline rubbed her eyes, trying to make the fuzziness go away. It only made matters worse, and her head started thumping. She closed her eyes hoping to make it all go away.

The king walked into the nursery. The queen was holding the baby close and rocking back and forth. The king hurried to her side.

“She’s so hot, and she’s having a hard time breathing,” the queen said quietly, tears streaming down her face.

He immediately sent someone for a doctor. They were holding on to each other when the doctor came into the room. He gently pried the little princess from her parents’ arms. They hovered anxiously over the doctor as he examined their daughter.

“I’ll do what I can, but it doesn’t look good,” the doctor finally said.

The next few days were filled with trepidation. The king and queen hardly ever left their daughter’s side. Before the week was out the little princess had taken a turn for the worst. A doctor was sent for immediately, but it was too late. By the time the doctor arrived, the little girl had died.

“I’m sorry,” the doctor said, after trying everything he could to save her, “We’ve lost her.”

“No,” the queen said softly, tears starting to well up in her eyes, “No, no, this can’t happen,” tears poured down her face.

She fell into the king’s arms and started sobbing. The king sunk to his knees, bringing his wife down to the floor with him. Together they rocked back and forth. Tears racked through their bodies as they sobbed for their dead daughter.

The scene slowly started melting away from Eveline’s view. A blanket of darkness swirled around her. She started falling and when she stopped she was leaning heavily against one of the doors of the stalls. Elaine was looking at her in concern.

“You alright?” Elaine asked, taking a step towards Eveline.

“Yeah,” Eveline breathed, putting her hand to her head, “I’m fine. I’m just kind of dizzy.”

“Hey, is everything alright?” Jordan asked, walking into the stables and noticing Eveline.

“Eveline isn’t feeling too well,” Elaine said.

Jordan rushed over and together Elaine and he helped Eveline into the castle and into the nearest parlor. They sat her down on the couch.

“Is there anything I can do?” Jordan asked.

“No, I don’t think so,” Elaine said, covering Eveline with a blanket, “Actually,” she said as he turned the knob of the parlor door, “Could you get a cold, wet towel?”

“Sure,” he nodded and left the door.

He came back a few minutes later with a damp towel and handed it over to Elaine.

“Thanks,” Elaine said, taking the rag and giving him a smile.

“No problem,” he said, nodding his head slightly.

They looked at each other for a long time before Jordan finally turned away and went back to the stables. Elaine stood staring at the door for a full minute before she turned back to Eveline. She placed the damp cloth on Eveline’s forehead.

“Thanks Elaine,” Eveline said, trying to sit up on the couch, “But I’m fine, really. You don’t have to make such a fuss.”

“Don’t be silly,” Elaine said, gently pushing Eveline back down on the couch, and replacing the damp rag.

Elaine sat there, stroking Eveline’s hand gently until Eveline finally fell into an exhausted slumber.

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