Chapter 73 - Strong

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*time skip*

*time skip*

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Pisces POV

I squinted out the window, my heart still pounding in my ears. I had checked every room, every space in our wing -- nobody was here.

My breath hitched and I stuffed my inhaler into my mouth. How could I, a weakling who still was short even with her growth spurt, ever be strong enough to rescue my friends? I didn't even know where they were.

Sleep tugged at my eyelids, and I frowned over at the dawning sunshine. Maybe a nap would be nice . . .

My feet tried to lead me back to my room, but I felt sick whenever I passed one of the bedroom doors, reminded of who wasn't in it, so I grabbed a blanket and settled down on the couch, which, surprisingly, was clean. I tucked my head into the armrest with a puff, reminded of the empty space around me as I told myself it might never be filled again.

I drifted into a light doze, wavering between dreams and reality. Dragons and magic and happy endings, then replacements and airships and mansions.

In the end, I opened my eyes with a sigh, deciding that however much I preferred the dreams over the reality I was currently living, I would have to get up sooner or later.

When I pulled myself from the depths of the couch, my stomach gave a great lurch. I put a hand to my forehead, steadying myself.

Make sure she eats at least three times a day. It won't affect her weight, but it will for her health -- in a good way, of course.

When was the last time I ate?

I stomped over to the kitchen miserably and downed half a tub of ice cream, my stomach feeling slightly better. Suddenly, I bolted up as an idea came to me.

"The king and queen! Of course!" I exclaimed, relief coursing through my veins. I cleared my throat awkwardly, even though nobody was around. It felt weird speaking in a place that had been so quiet.

But excitement was filling me, from my fluffy-slippered toes to my untidy ponytail. How had I not thought of it before? The king and queen would obviously help me!

I blanched as I realized the state I was in. I knew that ever since we entered the Realms, whenever any one of us Zodiacs woke up, we would look exactly the same as when we went to sleep -- we had no morning face, breath, etc. But even though I knew I looked fine, I definitely wasn't feeling like it.

I decided to take a shower.

*time skip*

Worry and guilt and despair seemed to have made my stomach their permanent home. I shivered as I walked through the hallways, darting glances out the window.

The castle seemed strangely empty, too.

My shoulders started to shake and I wiped at my eyes.

Crying is only another trigger, I reminded myself. Something else that might cause an asthma attack.

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