The Queen's Angel

chapter 42:Dark magic?

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Athena's pov:

The healer's eyes widened as he assessed Emma's condition. His gaze lingered on the dark blood that stained her lips, a stark contrast to the paleness of her face. Without a word, he began his examination, probing the invisible threads of magic that surrounded her.

The atmosphere grew heavy with tension as the healer's expression shifted from concern to understanding. He met my eyes, and the gravity of his gaze sent shivers down my spine.

"Your Highness," he began, his voice steady yet laden with seriousness. "This is not ordinary blood. It carries the mark of dark magic, a powerful force that has inflicted harm upon your friend."

Dread settled over me like a heavy cloak. Dark magic. The very words sent a chill through the air. I couldn't fathom who would want to harm Emma, a kind and gentle soul.

The healer continued, explaining the intricacies of the dark magic at play. How it coiled around its victim, seeping into every fiber of their being, leaving behind a trail of destruction.

As he spoke, I felt a surge of anger and determination. Whoever had done this to Emma would face the consequences. But the healer's cautionary words tempered my resolve.

"Your Highness," he said, placing a gentle hand on my shoulder, "dark magic is a formidable adversary. It requires careful handling. Acting recklessly could exacerbate the situation."

As the healer concluded his intricate work, I anxiously awaited any sign of improvement in Emma's condition. The room remained shrouded in a heavy silence, broken only by the rhythmic cadence of the healer's incantations. My eyes were fixed on Emma, her features still pallid, and her breathing shallow.

The healer, sensing my apprehension, approached with a somber expression. "Your Highness," he began, his voice a gentle murmur, "the dark magic has been severed, but its lingering effects will take time to dissipate. Emma has not yet regained consciousness, and her body needs time to recover from the ordeal."

A knot tightened in my chest at those words. Time—the elusive element that held the promise of healing yet weighed heavily on the heart. I nodded, absorbing the healer's prognosis, though impatience gnawed at my insides.

The healer continued, "Dark magic leaves a mark not just on the body but on the spirit. Emma's journey to awakening may be gradual, and we must allow her the time she needs."

With a gentle nod, the healer summoned one of his skilled assistants to stand vigil over Emma's bedside, ensuring that her condition would be meticulously monitored

As I turned to leave, the room bathed in the soft hues of dawn, I approached Emma's still form. Leaning down, I pressed a tender kiss to her forehead, a silent promise echoing in the quiet chamber.

"Don't worry, Emma," I whispered, my words a delicate murmur meant only for her ears. "Rest well, and know that i'll get your revenge"

Straightening, I cast one last glance at Emma's peaceful countenance before nodding at the nurse.

. With a stern gaze, I addressed the guards

"Guardians, no one is to enter this chamber except for myself or my parents. Keep a vigilant watch, and let no unwarranted presence disturb the sanctity of this space," I commanded, my words laced with authority.  they  bowed in unison. and replied  "Yes, Your Majesty," 

Satisfied with their acknowledgment, I turned away, notifying my third in command to call  upon all the advisors  and wait for me in the throne room while i headed to check on the little ones.

As I made my way towards my parents' chambers, the guards acknowledged my approach, swiftly unlocking the door to grant me entry. The ornate doors swung open

 and Pauly rushed towards me, a mix of fear and sorrow etched on his tear-stained face.

"Mama, how my mama !" he exclaimed, his voice quivering with emotion. Lulu clung to him, her eyes wide with concern mirroring Pauly's distress.

I knelt down, enveloping them in my arms, offering comfort in the face of uncertainty. "Pauly, your mama is okay yes sweetheart she's just sleeping now and later we can see her okay"

Pauly's eyes welled up with tears again , and he whimpered, "Nooo, want mama now."

I gently stroked his hair, reassuring him, "Pauly, we need to be patient. Your mama needs to rest so that when she wakes up, she'll feel much better. And then, we can all have a lot of fun together."

Pauly looked up at me with innocent eyes, tear-streaked cheeks, and said, "You promise, Aunty?"

I wiped away his tears, offering a warm smile. "Yes, sweetheart, I promise. We'll see Mama soon, and we'll have lots of fun together. But for now, let's be good, okay?"

mom lifted Pauly into her arms and cuddled  him tightly. Her eyes searched mine, seeking confirmation and reassurance. I mindlinked her and Dad, conveying the message, "Emma will be okay; it's just dark magic."

Both of their eyes widened in surprise, but they quickly composed themselves, putting on a calm demeanor for the sake of the little ones. Mom whispered softly to Pauly, "Your mama will be just fine, sweetheart"

Dad joined in, ruffling Pauly's hair gently. "Ugh, Emma is a big, strong lady, and we all know how much Emma sleeps when she's tired, just like a mama bear!" His playful imitation of Emma's deep slumber made Pauly burst into fits of giggles.

I turned towards Lulu, who was clutching her teddy Olaf with wide, frightened eyes. A heavy sigh escaped my lips as I opened my arms for her. Lulu stumbled into my embrace, her small form shaking with a mixture of terror and confusion. I hugged her tightly, rubbing her back gently, trying to convey comfort and reassurance in the midst of uncertainty.

"Hush, my little angel," I whispered, pressing a kiss to the top of her head. "Mama is here, and she's  going to make sure everything is okay"

Lulu clung to me, her tiny hands gripping the fabric of my dress. Her voice, soft and uncertain, reached my ears. "Mama me was vewy scawed?"

I held Lulu a little tighter, my heart aching at the vulnerability in her voice. "I know, sweetheart. It's okay to feel scared sometimes. But guess what? Mama  is here, and I promise I'll keep you safe. We'll take care of each other, just like a family."

Lulu looked up at me with those big, innocent eyes, seeking reassurance. "Mama fix?"

I smiled down at her. "Yes, love, Mama will do everything in her power to fix things. We'll make sure Emma gets all the help she needs. that's why mama needs to go now yes "

Lulu's little whine and the way she snuggled closer to me melted my heart. I gently brushed her hair with my fingers, reassuring her with a soft tone, "Oh, sweetie, Mama will be back. I promise. But right now, Mama needs to make sure Auntie Emma gets better. Can you be a brave little angel for Mama?"

But Lulu was persistent, her tiny hands holding onto mine. "No, Mama. Me scawed. Me want mamaaa"

"Mama," she whimpered, her eyes filled with a mixture of trepidation and longing.

Unable to resist the pull of her distress, I lifted Lulu into my arms. She wrapped her small arms around my neck, clinging to me as if I were her lifeline. I whispered words of reassurance, "It's okay, sweetheart. Mama won't leave you alone. You can come with me."

Lulu's eyes brightened, a spark of hope replacing the fear. "Me go wif Mama?"

I nodded, pressing a gentle kiss to her forehead. "Yes, my love. We'll face this together. You, me, and Olaf.

Lulu giggled as she planted a gentle kiss on my cheek celebrating her small victory .

With Lulu in my arms and Olaf clutched tightly in her hands, we made our way to the meeting room.

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