The Lucky Ones

Chapter Forty-Six: "You Are My Princess."

I watched Druka gain the audience's attention. He started with a simple introduction, saying "Hello, everyone. Thank you all for coming to this meeting. Everyone who has put these meetings together are grateful."

Once he stopped the introduction, he got right into business. He said "Alright, I'm going to need your full attention for this. We've gotten reports about her majesty, Queen Salanta. She has made her decision. She has declared war on Parclo!" Once he was quiet for a moment, the audience applauded. They were obviously happy that there was a war.

As I stood in the back, I thought about what Druka said. "Queen Salanta..? Made the decision of war..?" I thought to myself. Was this guy crazy?

He kept talking about magical politics, saying that Kinisha would have allies along with Parclo. But he then said "We will be secretly fighting against Parclo. Parclo won't know, and Kinisha will. We'll fight against the Black Blood. Light will win!"

The audience went crazy this time, starting to chant "Lady Light! Lady Light! Lady Light!" He took a bow and walked away from the podium, while I was dumbfounded in the back. I didn't know what was going on. I thought this was a dream, but it felt so real. I fell asleep and I ended up here, so it MUST have been a dream. But a dream doesn't ever feel that real...

I woke up to Sans shaking my shoulders violently and shouting my name in front of my face. My eye flickered a few times, and the numbness in my back was gone, so I felt a ton of pain from him shaking me.

"Ow, ow!! Stop it! Stop!" I yelled in pain. He stopped, looked at his hands, and whimpered. "I-I'm sorry..." he said sadly. I felt tears fill my eye from the pain, and Sans moved away from me. I lowered my head and let my hair cover my face. I couldn't say a word, my back hurt too much. Sans went to snap his own wrist, but I stopped him, and somehow gained the ability to speak again.

"What a-are you doing? D-Don't hurt y-yourself.." I said stuttering. He responded. "I hurt you.. I.. I didn't mean to... You just weren't waking up, and you were mumbling.." I grabbed his hand and put it against my chest. "I'm fine, my love. It only hurt because of my back. And it was an accident, so don't be sad about it."

He put his arms around my waist and held me close to him. "I'm really sorry. I was just scared, I thought you were having another seizure..."

I smiled and kissed his cheek. "I'm alright. Don't be sorry." He nuzzled his nose into the side of my neck, and I giggled. I decided to read a little more of my book, so I grabbed it, opened up to the page I left off on, and started reading again.

"The White Rain performs many rituals to show their loyalty to Light. They usually sacrifice a Parclonian and put his blood into a caldron, mixing it with the blood of a member of the White Rain. Many Kinishans, including Light itself, have not seen many people from the White Rain, just like many Parclonians don't see many people from the Black Blood. These two groups are not going extinct, but less people know who they are.

The White Rain tries its hardest to prevent Parclo from attacking Kinisha, but they sometimes fail. If it wasn't for the White Rain, Parclo would have attacked Kinisha too many times to count. And reverse with the Black Blood. It's sad to say, but Kinisha is slowly forgetting about the White Rain. One day, they'll fully be forgotten. But they will still exist, preventing Parclo from many battles and attacks towards Kinisha."

I stared at the book in shock. I couldn't believe what I just read. Kinisha was forgetting a group that was trying to protect it? I couldn't accept that. I decided to close the book and set it off to the side again. I couldn't believe that we were forgetting about the people who try to protect us. It was completely unacceptable.

Sans was pulling the stitches out from under my breasts and putting them on a small tray. I looked at him and asked "What are you doing? I need those to heal the cut.." He looked at me and asked "What cut?"

I looked down, and there was nothing there. It was just my bare skin. He healed the cut. I glared at him, and he said "I'm healing you anyway. I don't care if it's a waste. I can't stand to see you in so much pain because of your worst enemy and his father. Please try to understand."

I sighed and looked out the window. He knew perfectly clear that I didn't like being healed, yet it was a nice thing for him to do. I mumbled to him "Thank you." as I felt my cheeks clear up.

He took the bandages off my cheeks, and I felt my eye start to heal. It didn't hurt as much anymore, and he took the bandage off of my eye. The last thing I felt start to heal was my back. But he couldn't heal that fully. He could only take away the whip lashes and heal only some of the shoulder-blades. He could heal them just enough so that I was able to function.

While I grabbed all the books Druka gave me, Sans called a nurse, and one of them came in. She curtsied and said "Yes, your highness?" He replied "She's all set to go home. She wishes to leave." The nurse smiled and said "Let me get her a wheelchair. She won't be able to walk for a little while."

She walked off, but came back a few minutes later with a wheelchair. Sans sat me in it and started to wheel me away. I thanked all the nurses that I knew helped me, and some of the doctors I saw as well. Once we were in the elevator, I stayed quiet. I didn't want to talk to Sans at the moment.

He asked me "Baby, are you mad at me?" I didn't answer him, I just stayed silent. "Babe, you always want to heal me when I'm hurt. Why can't I heal you?"

I answered, saying "Because you CAN heal me. I'm weaker than you. You can heal me easily, but I can't ever help you. So I don't want to be healed if you can't be. It's equal treatment." He turned the chair around and knelt down. He gently grabbed my chin and said "You are my Princess. You are going to be a Queen soon. You have every right to be treated better than other people. I'm not saying that they're any less. But they would say the same exact thing. I put you first, and only you. When Blossom comes home, I'll put her second. I know this sounds like a dick move, but I can have another baby with you. But I can't have another Tesla."

I teared up while he spoke to me. He was so sweet, and I didn't know why he chose me out of all the girls he could have. He chose a misfit, someone who never fit in.

Sans then asked "Do you understand why I put you first now?" I nodded in my response, and he kissed me gently. I kissed him back, and he then turned the wheelchair back around.

I stared at the floor while he wheeled me back home, knowing that I would always be his top priority.