All Chapters of Lucevkin Dreams: Chapter 201 - Chapter 210

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

-Karen-“Thank you very much for that reprieve, Charles.” Conor responded as I nodded in agreement. “I don’t know what you’re talking about.” Charles insisted as he bit into an apple. “But now that you’re both back, there are some snacks for you in the basket on the dresser to your left. I looked around and saw Bart and Joanne were gone. “Oh! Conor, I meant to ask you a while ago… But when I had woken up after being asleep for the hibernation period, Joanne and Bart were dancing and you had something in your hands… What was that thing?” I asked as he nodded vigorously.“I’ll go get it.” He replied going back through the door. I heard the main door open and close quickly as Joanne and Bart returned.“Alright. I need to go tend to the king, Princess. It was a pleasure as always.” Charles murmured, kissing my right hand. “You’re catching on quickly and I will make sure to speak highly of your progress. Very good job today.” “Thank you Charles.” I replied happily. He left the room as J

-Karen-When I woke up, I could see I was in a closed dungeon cell on top of a sparse pile of hay. I felt like I had been beaten severely and my head hurt from a terrible migraine. I went to touch my head and saw I was in shackles. Shackles? Why? And why am I here? I managed to roll on my right side just enough to push myself into a sitting position with my legs crossed under the dress I had been wearing when I was in the armoire room with Conor, Bart and Joanne. I looked down and I was covered in a dark crimson colored substance that was flaking off from my skin. Is this- their blood on me? What happened to them!? It was all over me. It reminded me of the attack when she hurt Conor while we were on the Cliffs of Typher. Michael and Monica must have hurt them all so terribly! What the hell happened after I blacked out?The door slammed open making me jump. The king walked in holding a folder with one of the generals. The door shut and they walked over to me in an intimidating fashion.

-Conor-“Hey Conor! Wake up.” Joanne prodded impatiently. “Wake up! Come on sleepy head!” She shook his shoulder gently and he opened his right eye and looked over at her. “Yes! Your Majesty! Conor’s waking up!” Ugh… What the hell happened? I remember being stabbed several times again… But after that?Zachary bolted into the room and was next to Conor’s side in an instant. Conor slowly stretched and flexed his fingers as he held them up a few inches from his face. Damn… I feel like I got ran over by a truck. Or hit by a train. A couple trains. “Can you hear me, son?” Zachary asked seriously. Conor nodded with a wince. Though I don’t want to... “You’ve been unconscious for about a week now… Whatever that girl injected into almost killed you.” That girl? “Roger said there were eight different poisons in that syringe. It’s taken him five days to start to reverse its effects… Your liver failed and then your heart but thankfully we were able to replace those… Your kidneys are on the verge

-Conor-There was a swift knock on the door behind them and the king entered the room. Everyone bowed as Zachary pursed his lips. He looked furious. “Lady Monica confessed to it all, Conor. She was rather proud of her attacks on you.” He stated plainly. “These latest attacks have been part of a scheme to get you and the rat out of the picture at the same time. The main goal was to put Michael on the throne by assassinating you… And to get rid of Karen by framing her for the crime.” Zachary paused. “I’m going to be sending Michael back to the ship for several days so I can figure out what to do with him. I will likely have Monica executed in the next day or two for her role in the plot, but she will also be going onto the ship to keep you both out of harm’s way.”“I told you so! Why don’t you ever listen?! And I want to be the one to kill her! After what she has done to Karen and to me, we should be allowed to take our revenge on her. Michael too!” Conor snapped tiredly. I’ll rip her f