As to explain away, why she had never shown signs of being poisoned away . Lucy decides to use Bin and Liz . They gave Lucy poisons that were of a conflicting nature . All I have to do is suppress it, and wait for the other one . It was quite simple to plan, Lucy was unsure whether or not she could manage . Still, if I want these maids gone, I need them caught in the act . Father has to know that more than one person is poisoning me .
AdvertisementWanting a big reaction, Lucy seals Liz's poison for three days and holds onto her poisoned tart in the afternoon . Father must come today, or I'm going to have to start over . Perking up, Lucy feels Father's familiar mind coming toward the courtyard . Lucy waits until she sees him come in, and shoves the tart in her mouth .
"Come here, little thing," Father says . Father picks Lucy up, setting her on his arm . As Father walks through Jing Palace, Lucy unseals the first poison . By the time they sit down, Lucy's breathing had turned harsh . Despite the patter of chocolate cookies, Lucy turns her face away . "Want porridge . Tummy hurts!" Lucy demands . Father frowns, touching her forehead . {Little thing never turns sweets down . }
Lucy bit back her whimpers, fiercely suppressing the twitching of her limbs . Father strokes her hair, watching Lucy's face . I must wait . Just a little longer . Lucy lets herself go when Carlos walks in with a bowl of porridge, a low groan escaping her mouth . Dragging herself up, Lucy shoves the spoon in her mouth .
Mewling, the bowl is thrown away, the spoon spat out . Tears slipping down her cheeks, dripping off her chin . "Yuch . Tummy hurts . Porridge!" Lucy whimpers, drawing her knees up, clutching her tummy . Call for the damned doctor already .
Seeing Lucy's small body begin to shiver, Father's face darkens . "Call for Physician Liu," Father says, hugging Lucy to his chest . Lucy sniffles . "Hurts, Papa" Lucy cries . As Carlos hurries out, Lucy spasms, vomiting on the desk . Father carries her out of the study . "Get Lily Courtyard prepared for the Third Miss" Father snaps . Several servants run ahead, their feet making smoke .
By the time, Lucy arrived in the Courtyard closest to Father's rooms, it had been cleaned, barristers burning, a bed prepared for her . The bedding cool against her flushed skin, Lucy dazedly looks up . "Papa, want Selena, Want Mommy" Lucy begs, her pillow becoming damp, tears, and sweat mixing freely . Why does this hurt so damned much?
Lucy retrains her urges to purge the poison . It's so hard, her body had become used to it . Now Lucy had to control her body to keep from burning away the poison . Everything blurs, as Lucy struggles to breathe, struggles to keep her pure energy still, struggles to endure the pain . "Little Mistress . " A soft voice calls, cool arms embracing her . Lucy stills, and burrows closer . "Selena, porridge . It hurts" Lucy whimpers . I need the porridge, to heal the damage this damned poison has given me . Please, it hurts . "Pleeease, porridge . "
Chapter end
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