The Luna Choosing Game

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.

As I came toward them, they stopped their hushed words to each other and looked at me. One wore a blank expression. The other had a pitying look.

I asked. “What’s her new treatment

doctors glanced at each other, then

plan,” the blank

must have misheard.

smile. I hated him more than anyone else in

at that moment.

see reason, and give up on wanting to

are talking about a

that needs put down.”

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

her

didn’t understand. Were their resources so scarce they would refuse to help a child? Why hadn’t that been mentioned earlier? Julian had made it

she didn’t deserve a

asked. My voice was rising with my

no one said a thing about her having

said the

expression crossed her

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

sake, I

I

Chapter 0022

level, I asked, “Why wasn’t I

terminal illness?”

up his nose with his index

has since taken a turn

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

He placed his hand on

to shove him away. “Giving up now is

never agree with that,” I said. “Elva is worth saving. At least

head. He called to his colleague.

My legs

walked straight out the door, the other, the one with the blank expression stopped at

side.

no one else could hear, she told me, “Perhaps leaving the palace would

her.”

confusion, but she offered no further explanation. She

back

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

here would help her because of

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

me down.

let Elva die! Even if she was

she deserve some treatment?

poor girl was

the second maid from

scrambled to

“It hurts…”