Chapter 0078

Nicholas

As I watched, Piper seemed to crumble in on herself. The guilt and the worry pushed down on her

shoulders and made her small. It didn’t suit her. She was strong, a fighter, yet fear for Elva tore straight

through her.

I I had known the child a few short weeks, and already I was in agony, watching her cry and shake with

fever. I could only imagine how Piper felt. To watch her daughter be sick now, and so often, must have

been a special kind of torture.

Holding Piper’s arm, I turned her into me to offer her the physical support of my body. She clung to me, likely about to fall if I did not hold her upright.

I may have been angry at Piper for all that had occurred between us. She had betrayed me once, for reasons I still didn’t fully understand, when all I had ever done was love her.

Yet seeing her like this, so scared for her daughter, I could not help but soften to her.

“It’s not your fault,” I told her. “It could have been any illness. Even someone with a cough could have sent the germs her way.”

“But I was sick.” Tears clung to her eyelashes. They made my chest ache. “I should have waited to see

sure. I was just so eager. I missed her so

and down her back in

your fault,” I said

her head, unable or unwilling to hear me

reason difficult to accept. Even bad things were easier to comprehend when there was a cause

things scarier.

I told the physician, who nodded at

will check on her several times throughout the night,” the physician said. “When

you,” I said

voice muffled

and the maid stayed nearby. I nodded to Mark

over to Elva’s beside. Gently, I led Piper

cradled

retrieve a second

“Prince Nicholas?”

alert my family’s servants of where

“At

I motioned toward the maid. “You may leave

of her to attempt to stand up to me. Yet

cared about

from here,” I said, softer. “They will need you rested

After one last glance over Piper and Elva,

side, carrying a second chair. I placed it beside

sat down upon

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