Preminger had a lot of trouble with falling asleep that night.

He was very worried about his wife.

After he was told that the Queen has woken up, he almost flew to the Doctor's room.


"Genevieve?" Preminger asked when he stepped into the room where the Queen was staying.

"Preminger," Genevieve sighed. "I'm glad you came."

Her voice was quiet and feeble.

"Are you alright?" Preminger asked and walked to the Queen's couch.

"I'm fine," Genevieve said, blinking away tears.

"What's wrong?" Preminger wanted to know.

He lifted Genevieve's chin, so she had to look at him.

"I..." Genevieve sighed. "I can't feel my legs. The Doctor said I will be moving with a wheelchair for at least half a year."

Genevieve looked away. "He said I had a big brain damage."

"I'm very sorry," Preminger said.

The Queen wiped a tear from her cheek and said, "So, I understand if you don't want to be with me anymore..."

"Why would you even think that?" Preminger cut her off. "I would stay with you through anything."

"I just thought..." Genevieve couldn't finish because Preminger put his finger on her lips.

"I love you," he whispered. "And I would never leave you."

Genevieve smiled and took Preminger's hand.

"I love you too."

Preminger pulled his wife closer.

"I'm glad to hear it," he said, and kissed the Queen.

Genevieve enjoyed her husband's love until the door opened.

She gently pushed Preminger away.

"Come in, my darling!" Genevieve called her daughter.

Anneliese walked in and stopped before her mother.

"Good morning," she said to Preminger, and then turned to her mother, "I just heard about you. Are you alright?"

"I am," Genevieve answered. "A bit hurt, but okay."

"That's good," Anneliese said and embraced her mother.

"So, what happened?" she asked, when she let go of the Queen.

"Yes, what happened?" Preminger was also curious.

"I... I don't remember," Genevieve said. "I was just walking in the hall and I heard some voices, but... I don't remember anything else."

She sighed. "I'm not sure if I want to remember anything else."

Suddenly, Genevieve lost the sorrow in her voice as she said, "Do you know where Lilliana is? I need to thank her for saving me."

"I'll find her," Preminger said, and left the room.

Anneliese sat on the edge of Genevieve's bed.

"I have something to tell you," the Queen said.

She told her daughter about her condition and the fact that she wasn't able to move by herself anymore.

"I am so sorry," Anneliese said after hearing her.

"I'll be alright," Genevieve said.

Her smile told Anneliese that she was telling the truth.