Charlotte sat on the floor, her hands wrapped around her as she rocked back and forth, her chest heaving as she took in and let out uneven gulps of air, like she was drowning once again. Her hair fell on both sides of her, her forehead covered in small, shiny beads of sweat.
"Allow us to..." One of the physicians assigned to her started to speak, but she suddenly looked up, the same ghostly look in her eyes, her look one of being haunted.
"Do not touch me! Do not come close! Do not touch me!"
The physician moved away and turned to the rest, her aged eyes seeking help with the rather absurd patient.
They returned the same unknowing looks, and she sighed.
"How do you intend to regain health? His Highness has..."
"Then, he shall come to me!" Charlotte yelled, standing up. "He shall come
