Concessions

I nodded quietly and picked up the warm broth and sipped it. I felt the urge to get sick ten minutes after I finished it. I tried to fight it, but I wasn’t able to. Joanne grabbed a trash can and I got sick. Bart brought me some water to rinse my mouth. Robert took the trash can away and returned with a syringe of clear medicine. “Let’s see if this medicine helps calm your stomach, Kay.” Robert said patting my head. “We need to get you better.” He gave me a serious look.

The door opened and the king walked in looking irritated. Everyone bowed to him except for me. I just glared hatefully. “Well, you can’t be that sick if you can glare at me so rudely.” He hissed walking over to Conor and I. “Progress report?”

“We gave her broth, Majesty but she wasn’t able to hold it down. I have given her some medicine to see if that helps calm her stomach. We will try broth again in the next fifteen minutes.” Robert replied firmly.

“I see. Princess Karen-” Zachary commented pointedly. I clenched my