Chapter 3

Author's Note: Hi Everybody! Thanks very much for all the lovely reviews. I love you all. And big thanks (and a cup of hot tea served by Joseph of course) to Rach for beta this for me. Ch 3 is a short one, but I hope you will like it. Let's see what happened at the doctor...

Clarisse was pacing nervously up and down in Doctor Monroe's consulting room. She had to wait, but that was not annoying in spite of the fact that she was not used to it. She was just restless and worried of course…

Five endless minutes had passed, when the doctor finally opened the door and greeted her. He was a bit embarrassed, because the queen had to wait, but he really could not help the office traffic…

"Good morning, Your Majesty," the doctor smiled and squeezed her hand. "I'm so sorry about the delay, but…"

"Please don't apologize doctor," Clarisse said with a kind but very nervous smile. "I am grateful that you found time for me a week early. Have you already analyzed the results of the test?" she asked and sat down across from his desk.

"Well, I would need a little more time, but yes. I know the results generally," said the doctor as he sat down in front of her. His eyes were anxious.

"So it's serious," sighed Clarisse.

"Yes," the doctor agreed with a sigh. He tried to say something positive too. "But I think you've known that for a long time."

"Uhm." She looked down. Clarisse was calm, but could barely hide hear tears. "I… I just want to get well again. You know, I feel its worse and worse every day. And I'm scared… Some people say it's fatal."

"Well in some cases maybe, but… I don't think this case is that serious."

"But I can bearly eat, sleep or concentrate on anything else. I mean when I'm not alone I'm perfectly well from others point of view, but inside I'm suffering."

"That's very normal," said Doctor Monroe.

"I… I just want to recover." Clarisse sighed and looked up courageously.

"That's the way to talk," the doctor smiled. "This is the most important thing. Your attitude. If you want to recover, you can do it."

"Right."

"So are you ready?" asked the doctor.

"Yes. I think I will try." Clarisse nodded and took a deep breath.

"Ok. Then come on… Just say it with one breath."

"I…" tried Clarisse. "I…I hate you Joseph."

To be continued….