Joke's On You

Chapter 27

Frost's POV

Two weeks.

Two god damn weeks.

Frost wasn't sure how long he would be able to take this any longer.

Talking to Sienna after he nearly destroyed his whole apartment was good and had helped him a lot to summon up but sitting here again looking at the girl he loves and seeing that she still couldn't even breath on her own ... This destroyed every new hope he had until now again.

"Why can't you just wake up?" Frost asked as frustrated as he felt even though he knew she wouldn't answer him.

He closed his eyes for a few seconds pretending that after this chapter she might wake up.

That was the only reason why he still kept reading, it made him hope again.

" ... She was a good deal frightened by this very sudden change, but she felt that there was no time to be lost ..."

Klara's POV

Klara had still closed her eyes until she recognized that she wasn't standing anymore and that she also couldn't open them even if she tried.

What happened?

She was one with her body again but shouldn't that mean she had to wake up?

Oh god!

She just fulfilled only one of the two things that had to be given to break the curse!

Help me!

Her mind was active as if she was by full awareness but no one could hear her since she couldn't speak until something soft but yet prickly seemed to touch her soft lips.

A feeling so overwhelming that it felt like a whole firework was exploding in her body overcame her and a few seconds later she could see the light that surrounded her before she finally was able to open her eyes again.

It felt like she hadn't opened them for years after she blinked against the strong daylight which was hurting her eyes now.

"Oh my god ..." she heard someone whispering.

It was Sienna, she was holding the King's hand and tears of joy were streaming down her face as she looked at her daughter.

The King himself was looking proudly at his little girl as if he never doubted that she couldn't do something else than wake up someday.

But there was someone else in the room someone Klara hadn't seen for what felt like years even though it could've been only a day.

It was the knight in his black armor.

He was kneeling at the bed holding her hand smiling at her as if he was the luckiest human being on earth. Klara needed a few minutes to understand everything that happened.

She must've united with her body again but since this wasn't the only thing which had been given to make her wake up again ...

Did he kiss her?

Was the knight the love of her life?

But why couldn't she still remember a single thing?

She knew who she was now and who her parents were and that she was probably in love with the knight, before she had been cursed but ... nothing of that seemed to be back in her memories.

"How are ya feeling, dear?" the King finally spoke.

They all looked so happy but Klara still felt as if something was missing.