Chapter 65: Convincing Era
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CHAPTER 65
After Aeverie's talk with Damian, she took in a deep breath and went in to see Era. In as much as she wanted and needed to sympathize with her queen, she needed to talk to her.
'Just a small nudge and I would let her be," Aeverie reminded herself.
"Your Grace," she greeted with a bow. "My Queen, you have yet to eat anything. Would there be anything in particular that you would like to eat so I ask the kitchens to prepare it immediately?"
She waited for a little while but Era did not respond. Simply, she stared at the wall, not saying anything but just looking plainly.
"My Queen." No response. "Your majesty?"
She let out a deep sigh and shook her head. "Please your grace, you really need to snap out of this. Guess what, lord Damian, the man who saved you came by."
At the sound of Damian's name and his new title, the man who saved her, Era's eyes finally moved as her gaze was directed to the side where Aeverie stood.
Noticing the curious look in Era's eyes, Aeverie cheered within.
'Ah I see, Lord Damian's name is a trigger point for her majesty. Perfect. Just maybe he would be the one to be able to get through to her.' She thought.
'Let me try and engage her in discussions about him.'
"Your grace," Era still did not say a word. Taking the initiative, Aeverie drew closer to Era's bed but stopped when she was but three feet away.
"Your Grace, do you know Lord Damian?"
The look Era gave her told her that she didn't. Scratch that she did not know him unfortunately especially as she came here newly and Lord Damian was a man who preferred to keep to himself in situations and times like this.
"He is the Duke and High Lord of Desebel, one of the strongest nations in the realm," Aeverie informed her. "He happened to see you when you tried committing.." she took a deep pause, knowing full well that would be a wrong topic.
"You said his name is Damian?" Era said, speaking for the first time that day.
"Yes, your grace," Aeverie answered in haste.
"Damian," she recounted in her thoughts.
"Yes. Do not bother yourself about trying to picture his face. He would come by and visit you tomorrow. I would pass your message…"
"Do not worry."
Although her words were low, they held the force and command of a leader.
"Your majesty?"
"I do not want to meet him."
"But why your majesty?"
"Nothing." Without uttering another word, she turned to her side and lay back down, covering herself up with her duvet.
"Alright, your grace. I would send your dinner, just in case you change your mind at night. If there is no other thing, I would take my leave now."
"There isn't, thanks."
She bowed her head and turned around to leave. By the time she got to the door, she heard Era's dry voice suddenly sound out.
"How are they?" Aeverie paused, she wanted to ask whom Era was speaking about but when she thought calmly, she understood.
"I know I haven't been there and I do not want them to worry. Please do take care of them. Chanel this time you have for me into taking care of them, please."
Her voice sounded desperate as though she just recently remembered that they existed and Aeverie knew that it was because she knew how anxious the kids would be especially, Anna.
"I would but please I know they would prefer to see you themselves, especially Anna. So your grace, please, get well, find your strength and courage and take care of them yourself. I am but a lowly servant and cannot do much. If you care for them find the courage to continue. You are all they've got for a better life than begging on the street."
She did not say anything again and turned around. However, before he opened the door she voiced out. "Goodnight, your grace."
Era who still refrained from speaking could not deny the fact that what her Lady Royal had said was indeed the truth.
Slowly she shut her eyes closed, allowing her mind to take a little break and continue her worries another day.
The next morning, Aeverie as usual came to check up on her. To her surprise, Era's meal that she had delivered the previous day was still left untouched.
At that point, she did not know whether or not she should scold the young queen or leave her be.
She knew she was going through a lot and it was really hard but she would prefer if Era showed signs of not giving up.
She let out a loud sigh and shook her head, and then a thought popped into her mind. 'Considering she made mention of the kids and what I told her in response, I believe now she knows that there is a big reason to survive.'
She took a walk closer to the window to pry open the curtains a little bit. As her fingers came in contact with the drapes, she gently caressed them as her mind began to wonder just from the soothing feeling the drapes offered.
'I just need to keep making her see reasons and perhaps make Anna visit her. No. That would be wrong. Anna would know of her identity as well as it would be reported to Vidor. I cannot let that happen and risk exposing the kids to him.'
She shook her head, her fingers strongly clenching on the drapes she held on to. 'Sigh! I need another move. Wait, I can give Lord Damian a chance to speak to her. I bet when she sees her saviour, she would find courage. Yes. Using the children and Lord Damian would be my next course of action.'
Smiling to herself, she eased the force on which she held the drapes previously and smiled as she opened them brightly, allowing the bright sun to seep into the room, illuminating the death feeling glooming over.
Era immediately shut her eyes and turned to face the other side of the room. She did not like its penetrative brilliance. Not when she herself was not feeling any such brilliance in her life.
"I would prepare your bath, your majesty. At least before the royal physician arrives, let me have you cleaned and waiting for him."
She did not wait to get a response from Era and went ahead to do the needful.
To her surprise, Era did not object and allowed her to do all she needed, including dressing her but her muteness was one thing that did not change.
At the appointed time, the royal physician came to pay her a visit. He shook his head when he noticed she failed to touch her food and looking t how frail she was, he immediately looked at Aeverie.
"I told you to ensure she eats."
"I did, but she is queen and I cannot force food down her throat. Forgive me."
He shook his head a bit. He actually wondered if Aeverie really tried to force her because the queen and her lady royal were both stubborn individuals he noted. Letting out a deep sigh for the umpteenth time, he moved forward to where era sat and greeted her.
"Your majesty. Pardon me but I would love to check your vitals." As he said this, he placed his kit down by her bedside and held unto her wrist calmly, trying to get her pulse.
By the time he was done, he shook his head again and let out another tired, more like a frustrated sigh.
"Your Grace, please, I am afraid I would have to plead with you. You need to eat to gain strength. You lost much blood before you were saved. You need to recover quickly. If not for anything but for the kingdom."
Her eyes dimmed a fraction upon hearing what he said. On a normal, she was already looking frail.
One could see the bones of her collar, proudly showcasing themselves to the sight of whoever cared to see. Her cheekbones dragged down a bit and did not have their usual plumpness that it did have.
Her eyes were another problem. No longer did the glimmer showing in them appear.
Rather it was masked with a certain disdain and sadness. The once beautiful queen no longer looked as lively and full of hope as she once did. She looked like a corpse waiting to disappear.
One sight at her and how she looked a couple of months back would one to shake his or her head regrettably.
"Kingdom?" Her cold voice broke him from his trance.
"Yes, Your Grace."
"What kingdom? One that hates my very existence and did not care about me nor my feelings when its soldiers marched down in anger to raid and finish all that was left of my people and family?"
She took in a deep breath and continued. "Where were they when I mourned and they gathered in jubilation of my defeat and pain? Tell me, Physician, is this the kingdom I should think about?"
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CHAPTER 65
After Aeverie's talk with Damian, she took in a deep breath and went in to see Era. In as much as she wanted and needed to sympathize with her queen, she needed to talk to her.
'Just a small nudge and I would let her be," Aeverie reminded herself.
"Your Grace," she greeted with a bow. "My Queen, you have yet to eat anything. Would there be anything in particular that you would like to eat so I ask the kitchens to prepare it immediately?"
She waited for a little while but Era did not respond. Simply, she stared at the wall, not saying anything but just looking plainly.
"My Queen." No response. "Your majesty?"
She let out a deep sigh and shook her head. "Please your grace, you really need to snap out of this. Guess what, lord Damian, the man who saved you came by."
At the sound of Damian's name and his new title, the man who saved her, Era's eyes finally moved as her gaze was directed to the side where Aeverie stood.
Noticing the curious look in Era's eyes, Aeverie cheered within.
'Ah I see, Lord Damian's name is a trigger point for her majesty. Perfect. Just maybe he would be the one to be able to get through to her.' She thought.
'Let me try and engage her in discussions about him.'
"Your grace," Era still did not say a word. Taking the initiative, Aeverie drew closer to Era's bed but stopped when she was but three feet away.
"Your Grace, do you know Lord Damian?"
The look Era gave her told her that she didn't. Scratch that she did not know him unfortunately especially as she came here newly and Lord Damian was a man who preferred to keep to himself in situations and times like this.
"He is the Duke and High Lord of Desebel, one of the strongest nations in the realm," Aeverie informed her. "He happened to see you when you tried committing.." she took a deep pause, knowing full well that would be a wrong topic.
"You said his name is Damian?" Era said, speaking for the first time that day.
"Yes, your grace," Aeverie answered in haste.
"Damian," she recounted in her thoughts.
"Yes. Do not bother yourself about trying to picture his face. He would come by and visit you tomorrow. I would pass your message…"
"Do not worry."
Although her words were low, they held the force and command of a leader.
"Your majesty?"
"I do not want to meet him."
"But why your majesty?"
"Nothing." Without uttering another word, she turned to her side and lay back down, covering herself up with her duvet.
"Alright, your grace. I would send your dinner, just in case you change your mind at night. If there is no other thing, I would take my leave now."
"There isn't, thanks."
She bowed her head and turned around to leave. By the time she got to the door, she heard Era's dry voice suddenly sound out.
"How are they?" Aeverie paused, she wanted to ask whom Era was speaking about but when she thought calmly, she understood.
"I know I haven't been there and I do not want them to worry. Please do take care of them. Chanel this time you have for me into taking care of them, please."
Her voice sounded desperate as though she just recently remembered that they existed and Aeverie knew that it was because she knew how anxious the kids would be especially, Anna.
"I would but please I know they would prefer to see you themselves, especially Anna. So your grace, please, get well, find your strength and courage and take care of them yourself. I am but a lowly servant and cannot do much. If you care for them find the courage to continue. You are all they've got for a better life than begging on the street."
She did not say anything again and turned around. However, before he opened the door she voiced out. "Goodnight, your grace."
Era who still refrained from speaking could not deny the fact that what her Lady Royal had said was indeed the truth.
Slowly she shut her eyes closed, allowing her mind to take a little break and continue her worries another day.
The next morning, Aeverie as usual came to check up on her. To her surprise, Era's meal that she had delivered the previous day was still left untouched.
At that point, she did not know whether or not she should scold the young queen or leave her be.
She knew she was going through a lot and it was really hard but she would prefer if Era showed signs of not giving up.
She let out a loud sigh and shook her head, and then a thought popped into her mind. 'Considering she made mention of the kids and what I told her in response, I believe now she knows that there is a big reason to survive.'
She took a walk closer to the window to pry open the curtains a little bit. As her fingers came in contact with the drapes, she gently caressed them as her mind began to wonder just from the soothing feeling the drapes offered.
'I just need to keep making her see reasons and perhaps make Anna visit her. No. That would be wrong. Anna would know of her identity as well as it would be reported to Vidor. I cannot let that happen and risk exposing the kids to him.'
She shook her head, her fingers strongly clenching on the drapes she held on to. 'Sigh! I need another move. Wait, I can give Lord Damian a chance to speak to her. I bet when she sees her saviour, she would find courage. Yes. Using the children and Lord Damian would be my next course of action.'
Smiling to herself, she eased the force on which she held the drapes previously and smiled as she opened them brightly, allowing the bright sun to seep into the room, illuminating the death feeling glooming over.
Era immediately shut her eyes and turned to face the other side of the room. She did not like its penetrative brilliance. Not when she herself was not feeling any such brilliance in her life.
"I would prepare your bath, your majesty. At least before the royal physician arrives, let me have you cleaned and waiting for him."
She did not wait to get a response from Era and went ahead to do the needful.
To her surprise, Era did not object and allowed her to do all she needed, including dressing her but her muteness was one thing that did not change.
At the appointed time, the royal physician came to pay her a visit. He shook his head when he noticed she failed to touch her food and looking t how frail she was, he immediately looked at Aeverie.
"I told you to ensure she eats."
"I did, but she is queen and I cannot force food down her throat. Forgive me."
He shook his head a bit. He actually wondered if Aeverie really tried to force her because the queen and her lady royal were both stubborn individuals he noted. Letting out a deep sigh for the umpteenth time, he moved forward to where era sat and greeted her.
"Your majesty. Pardon me but I would love to check your vitals." As he said this, he placed his kit down by her bedside and held unto her wrist calmly, trying to get her pulse.
By the time he was done, he shook his head again and let out another tired, more like a frustrated sigh.
"Your Grace, please, I am afraid I would have to plead with you. You need to eat to gain strength. You lost much blood before you were saved. You need to recover quickly. If not for anything but for the kingdom."
Her eyes dimmed a fraction upon hearing what he said. On a normal, she was already looking frail.
One could see the bones of her collar, proudly showcasing themselves to the sight of whoever cared to see. Her cheekbones dragged down a bit and did not have their usual plumpness that it did have.
Her eyes were another problem. No longer did the glimmer showing in them appear.
Rather it was masked with a certain disdain and sadness. The once beautiful queen no longer looked as lively and full of hope as she once did. She looked like a corpse waiting to disappear.
One sight at her and how she looked a couple of months back would one to shake his or her head regrettably.
"Kingdom?" Her cold voice broke him from his trance.
"Yes, Your Grace."
"What kingdom? One that hates my very existence and did not care about me nor my feelings when its soldiers marched down in anger to raid and finish all that was left of my people and family?"
She took in a deep breath and continued. "Where were they when I mourned and they gathered in jubilation of my defeat and pain? Tell me, Physician, is this the kingdom I should think about?"
***********CHAPTER 65After Aeverie's talk with Damian, she took in a deep breath and went in to see Era. In as much as she wanted and needed to sympathize with her queen, she needed to talk to her.'Just a small nudge and I would let her be," Aeverie reminded herself."Your Grace," she greeted with a bow. "My Queen, you have yet to eat anything. Would there be anything in particular that you would like to eat so I ask the kitchens to prepare it immediately?"She waited for a little while but Era did not respond. Simply, she stared at the wall, not saying anything but just looking plainly."My Queen." No response. "Your majesty?"She let out a deep sigh and shook her head. "Please your grace, you really need to snap out of this. Guess what, lord Damian, the man who saved you came by."At the sound of Damian's name and his new title, the man who saved her, Era's eyes finally moved as her gaze was directed to the side where Aeverie stood. Noticing the curious look in Era's eyes, Aeverie cheered within. 'Ah I see, Lord Damian's name is a trigger point for her majesty. Perfect. Just maybe he would be the one to be able to get through to her.' She thought.'Let me try and engage her in discussions about him.'"Your grace," Era still did not say a word. Taking the initiative, Aeverie drew closer to Era's bed but stopped when she was but three feet away."Your Grace, do you know Lord Damian?"The look Era gave her told her that she didn't. Scratch that she did not know him unfortunately especially as she came here newly and Lord Damian was a man who preferred to keep to himself in situations and times like this."He is the Duke and High Lord of Desebel, one of the strongest nations in the realm," Aeverie informed her. "He happened to see you when you tried committing.." she took a deep pause, knowing full well that would be a wrong topic."You said his name is Damian?" Era said, speaking for the first time that day."Yes, your grace," Aeverie answered in haste."Damian," she recounted in her thoughts."Yes. Do not bother yourself about trying to picture his face. He would come by and visit you tomorrow. I would pass your message""Do not worry."Although her words were low, they held the force and command of a leader."Your majesty?""I do not want to meet him.""But why your majesty?""Nothing." Without uttering another word, she turned to her side and lay back down, covering herself up with her duvet."Alright, your grace. I would send your dinner, just in case you change your mind at night. If there is no other thing, I would take my leave now.""There isn't, thanks."She bowed her head and turned around to leave. By the time she got to the door, she heard Era's dry voice suddenly sound out."How are they?" Aeverie paused, she wanted to ask whom Era was speaking about but when she thought calmly, she understood. "I know I haven't been there and I do not want them to worry. Please do take care of them. Chanel this time you have for me into taking care of them, please."Her voice sounded desperate as though she just recently remembered that they existed and Aeverie knew that it was because she knew how anxious the kids would be especially, Anna."I would but please I know they would prefer to see you themselves, especially Anna. So your grace, please, get well, find your strength and courage and take care of them yourself. I am but a lowly servant and cannot do much. If you care for them find the courage to continue. You are all they've got for a better life than begging on the street."She did not say anything again and turned around. However, before he opened the door she voiced out. "Goodnight, your grace."Era who still refrained from speaking could not deny the fact that what her Lady Royal had said was indeed the truth.Slowly she shut her eyes closed, allowing her mind to take a little break and continue her worries another day.The next morning, Aeverie as usual came to check up on her. To her surprise, Era's meal that she had delivered the previous day was still left untouched.At that point, she did not know whether or not she should scold the young queen or leave her be.She knew she was going through a lot and it was really hard but she would prefer if Era showed signs of not giving up.She let out a loud sigh and shook her head, and then a thought popped into her mind. 'Considering she made mention of the kids and what I told her in response, I believe now she knows that there is a big reason to survive.'She took a walk closer to the window to pry open the curtains a little bit. As her fingers came in contact with the drapes, she gently caressed them as her mind began to wonder just from the soothing feeling the drapes offered.'I just need to keep making her see reasons and perhaps make Anna visit her. No. That would be wrong. Anna would know of her identity as well as it would be reported to Vidor. I cannot let that happen and risk exposing the kids to him.'She shook her head, her fingers strongly clenching on the drapes she held on to. 'Sigh! I need another move. Wait, I can give Lord Damian a chance to speak to her. I bet when she sees her saviour, she would find courage. Yes. Using the children and Lord Damian would be my next course of action.'Smiling to herself, she eased the force on which she held the drapes previously and smiled as she opened them brightly, allowing the bright sun to seep into the room, illuminating the death feeling glooming over.Era immediately shut her eyes and turned to face the other side of the room. She did not like its penetrative brilliance. Not when she herself was not feeling any such brilliance in her life."I would prepare your bath, your majesty. At least before the royal physician arrives, let me have you cleaned and waiting for him."She did not wait to get a response from Era and went ahead to do the needful.To her surprise, Era did not object and allowed her to do all she needed, including dressing her but her muteness was one thing that did not change.At the appointed time, the royal physician came to pay her a visit. He shook his head when he noticed she failed to touch her food and looking t how frail she was, he immediately looked at Aeverie."I told you to ensure she eats.""I did, but she is queen and I cannot force food down her throat. Forgive me."He shook his head a bit. He actually wondered if Aeverie really tried to force her because the queen and her lady royal were both stubborn individuals he noted. Letting out a deep sigh for the umpteenth time, he moved forward to where era sat and greeted her."Your majesty. Pardon me but I would love to check your vitals." As he said this, he placed his kit down by her bedside and held unto her wrist calmly, trying to get her pulse.By the time he was done, he shook his head again and let out another tired, more like a frustrated sigh."Your Grace, please, I am afraid I would have to plead with you. You need to eat to gain strength. You lost much blood before you were saved. You need to recover quickly. If not for anything but for the kingdom."Her eyes dimmed a fraction upon hearing what he said. On a normal, she was already looking frail.One could see the bones of her collar, proudly showcasing themselves to the sight of whoever cared to see. Her cheekbones dragged down a bit and did not have their usual plumpness that it did have.Her eyes were another problem. No longer did the glimmer showing in them appear.Rather it was masked with a certain disdain and sadness. The once beautiful queen no longer looked as lively and full of hope as she once did. She looked like a corpse waiting to disappear.One sight at her and how she looked a couple of months back would one to shake his or her head regrettably."Kingdom?" Her cold voice broke him from his trance."Yes, Your Grace.""What kingdom? One that hates my very existence and did not care about me nor my feelings when its soldiers marched down in anger to raid and finish all that was left of my people and family?"She took in a deep breath and continued. "Where were they when I mourned and they gathered in jubilation of my defeat and pain? Tell me, Physician, is this the kingdom I should think about?"
