*A/N-Sorry I haven't updated. And I'm talking to air at this point…. So! Moving on!...
"Mother!" Louis cried out. "Mother, what is it? What has happened?"
He ran into my room, frightened by my screaming. His eyes were wide with fright and I knew no amount of whistling would make it better.
"Oh, Louis. Please, hold me. J-Just hold me," I sobbed.
He carefully wrapped his arms around me and let me cry into his strong chest. All I could think about was the pain I caused to those close to me, not to mention the king himself, and how I hadn't been brave enough to swallow my pride and admit I was wrong for calling him a barbarian.
"It's all right, mother. It's all right."
Only, it wasn't. I could suddenly feel a sharp, jabbing pain in my chest. It grew and grew until no amount of whistling or screaming could help me. *A/N-I know, a lot mentioning of whistling. I'm sorry. I'll try and stop.*
"Louis," I managed to whisper. "Louis, get a doctor."
"Get me a doctor! I-"
Suddenly, my world went dark.
*A/N-Forgive me for making the story so short. But I need to incorporate a cliffie in here somehow, right?*
Love, Artemis Sherwood