The trainers had heard the scream from the practice field. By the time they made it to the clearing they saw the teenage princess cradling her father's head in her lap, murmuring the words of a lullaby her father had taught her when she was a child. "Save what has been lost. Bring back what once was mine. What once was mine."
During the next week the king's health did not improve. There was always someone with him and during that time he had only spoken a few times. The doctor said the fall had given him severe head trauma and even if he did survive, he would never be the same again. Elizabeth...
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