ANDREA
I have been feeling nauseous, struggling to get out of bed lately, and I did not even have the appetite to eat certain types of meals, which was driving me insane.
Emma called out to me softly, "Your Highness." "You need to get up for your spa appointment. The banquet is tonight, and you should look your best."
I was not in the mood and wished it would be canceled. Even though my body was failing quickly, I knew I could not simply discard something like this.
My head was spinning loudly; I was able to get out of bed, but my temperature was higher than usual. Emma touched me and quickly noticed that I was not feeling well.
“Are you okay, your highness? You look a little bit different,” she said.
I nodded in response. “Can you hand me one of those pain relieves in the cabinet? I
