The Letter I Wrote To The Duke (Seriously Editing Had A Huge Plot Hole)

Chapter 19: We All Make Mistakes

I hope you enjoy this chapter as much as you have the rest of my book. I still have a lot planned for this book so I hope you guys are enjoying it. I am really enjoying writing it. I know that in some ways I am repeating myself and I will be going over all of that and editing and I will have someone editing it too :).

Chapter 19: We All Make Mistakes

EMALIA'S POV.

I am being shaken, I can feel it, but I can't see my intruder. I am so scared, I can't move, but I can feel myself being shaken. I try desperately to flail my arms and legs about, but they refuse to respond to my comands. I try to open my mouth and scream, I can open my mouth, but I can't make any sounds. I struggle with sleep to try and defend myself from this intruder shaking me. 

Soon, I am able to open my eyes and I look around me, trying desperately to find the person that was shaking me. I find my room empty and then everything goes black. I can't see anything, but I can feel everything. I can feel hands reach out and touch and latch onto my shoulders. I feel the shaking once more, I try my hardest to reach out to shake them back, but I am immobile. I can't move, I can't speak, I can't do anything. I am like a human vegetable. 

I lay still, stopping my struggle. I just lay there, praying that death comes to me and finds me quickly. After a few more minutes, or what feels to be minutes anyway, I am able to open my eyes once more. I blink out the light shining in my eyes. I close my eyes and then re-open them, trying to keep the light out and to wait for my eyes to adjust to the bright light in the room. I try to move, but again I find that I cannot. I am, as it is, immobile. I turn my head to look about the room I am in. 

I take in the curtains and their colour and the way they are pulled away from the windows, leaving cracks in them for the light to come in through. I see a door that is opened and I can see the hall beyond it. I turn my head the other way and I see and recognize a bookcase, it is opened and leads to a closet, my closet. I am in my room, but why was I being shaken? I was sleeping and I was awoken by visious shaking. Was something wrong with me? Was something just wrong in general? What is going on? 

I try to sit up in my bed, but I am being held down. I can feel heat on my shoulders. It isn't a burning heat or a painful heat, just a noticable heat. Like someone with more body heat than me. Wait, maybe it's Charles. I try to talk, I open my mouth, yearning to call out his name and let him know that I know who he is and that I'm okay. 

Finally, after several painful attempts at talking, I am able to utter a sound from my mouth. At first it comes out as a sort of gurggling sound, but then I am able to form proper words. "Charles......" I trail off, unable to finish speaking my thought. 

"Yes, Emalia, I am here. Don't worry, everything is going to be okay, I promise. I will  make sure that you are okay. I am not sure what is wrong, but when I came in here to wake you, you didn't look right. You looked too pale and too asleep and too unhealthy to really be you. I called a doctor, but he won't be here for another whole hour. I told him that if he got here as fast as he could, that I would do everything in my power to keep you safe and alive. 

 "I'm.... Fine...." I manage to force out of my lips. I feel numbness spreading up my legs from my feet. I hadn't even noticed that my feet were numb. 

"You are not find, Emalia. Look at me, darling you are not okay. You don't look ain the least bit healthy. You need a doctor, you need help. You look sick, you may have something, a cold or the flu or maybe the plague. I am not sure, but the doctor will know and he will know what to do about it too. I will not let anything happen to you, Emalia, I have said that a lot more than once. You should start believeing it."