Katherine’s tears fell silently as the despairing woman took a seat on the single chair beside the bed, gently taking Danielle’s frail hand in her own.
"Why?" Katherine whispered, her voice breaking. "Why did you let this happen to you? Why didn’t you tell them the truth?" She asked her former maid this a few times and only got tight smiles as replies.
Danielle’s eyes fluttered, the light in them weak but still holding a glimmer of the woman Katherine had once known. "My Queen," she rasped, her voice barely more than a breath. "You shouldn’t be here."
Hot tears flowed then. Danielle always said this to her. She detested when Danielle referred to her as queen, though she never did it in front of the hospital staff.
"I had to come," Katherine insisted, brushing a strand of non-exis
