Chapter 3: The Aftermath of the Assault
King Rupert did not move. Clarisse thought, 'He has passed out from the alcohol. I need to get myself out of these bindings so I can get everything in order before morning comes. No one can know what he did to me. It would scandalize the country if they found out.' She worked on getting her arms loose and finally they gave enough for to get out of her arm bindings. He still lay partially on her right side. She pushed him to the side, but not out of the bed. She took off the gag, and tried to get some normal breaths in. Then she untied her legs. She fell back down on the bed. Oh god did she hurt, he was very brutal considering it had been a long time since she had any intimate relations.
She needed to get a shower, and get herself dressed. She felt so dirty from him touching her. This was not from love. This was just pure lust, and made her sick. She just could not tell anyone what happened. He will sleep off the alcohol, and she would help him into his room later.
Clarisse took a shower, and put on a new nightgown. Well she needed to see if she could get Rupert up, and over to his bedchamber. She shook him slightly. That did not work he didn't even stir. "Rupert, you need to get up and go over in your own bed." "Rupert, come on wake up," said Clarisse as she turned him over. 'Wait a minute I don't see him breathing,' she thought. She felt for a pulse. "Oh God," she was in a panic. She ran out into the hall. "Someone go wake up Joseph," screamed Clarisse. She was almost hysterical. Charlotte came up to the royal suite and found the queen in the sitting room shaking, and crying. "Your majesty what is wrong. Are you ok?" asked Charlotte. At that moment Joseph came running in. "What is wrong? The doorman awakened me saying you needed me," said Joe. Clarisse just pointed towards the bedchamber; because she was unable as of yet to speak. Joe and Charlotte rushed in the bedroom. "Oh my God Joe, is the king dead?" asked Charlotte. Joe laid the King on the floor, and started CPR. "Charlotte, call for an ambulance," exclaimed Joe as he tried reviving the King. Charlotte picked up the phone and called for an ambulance. She was in shock. Joe knew it was the futile the CPR; because the kings mouth was blue and his body was ice cold to the touch. He needed to try though for the good of Genovia.
The ambulance arrived within 10 minutes they loaded up the kings body, and kept up the futile attempt to revive him. The paramedics had taken over for Joseph. He was now taking a look around the room surmising what had happened in the room. He realized when he entered and saw that Rupert was naked that they must have been making love when he had the heart attack. But now that he looked around he wondered if the king did not assault the queen in her own bedchamber. Then he saw the ripped nightgown and there was no more doubts about it. He would talk to the queen later about it though, she was in no condition right now. They put Rupert in the ambulance and the queen followed behind in the limo.
They entered the hospital. It seemed to Clarisse that they had waited for hours when it was only 20 min. Dr. Jameson came out with a very somber look on his face. Joseph knew what he thought at the palace was now definitely true. King Rupert was dead. Well good riddance if what Joe believed happened last night did happen. He would have killed him himself if he would have caught him assaulting the queen. The doctor walked over to Clarisse. "Your majesty, I am very sorry. It was a massive coronary. We were unable to revive him. I assure you that nothing could have been done," he said. "Would you like to see the king before we send him off to the mortician," asked the doctor. "Yes, I wish to see him," said Clarisse.
While Clarisse was in with Rupert's body Joe spoke to the doctor. "Doctor would you please see what can be done for the queen. Make sure she does not have any physical needs that needs help," asked a concerned Joe. The doctor just nodded his knowing what Joe was speaking of. "Thanks," said Joe. The queen exited the treatment room and the doctor took her into another room to check her out.
"I am okay, doctor," said Clarisse insistently. "Well it does not look that way your majesty. You have a huge bruise on your face for one thing," replied the concerned doctor. "Oh that well I walked into the door while rushing out of the room," said Clarisse lying through her teeth. The doctor took care of the bruise on her cheek, and put cream on her arms and legs where the bindings had held them in place. He gave her the cream for her arms, and legs; gave her a prescription for a mild sedative for depression; he also told her if there was anymore he could do just call. When Clarisse came out to the waiting room Joe was there waiting. The doctor told Joe what he found, and what he suspected caused it.
They went to the limo and returned to the palace. He followed Clarisse up to her suite.