Imogen's POV

I left Jaron alone, in the medical room. It's like I'm not even myself anymore, and that's just because of that jerk, Will. I looked at my hands, and they were shaking vigorously. I was going to the only place where I felt completely safe. The laundry room. It sounds odd, but when you're surrounded by clean smells and warm fabric, you really just feel safe. When I opened the doors I saw many young girls running around with baskets and cloth in their hands. Young girls like me, and they were me. When I stepped next the floor creaked, making every person in that room freeze and look at me. When they looked into my eyes they relaxed and continued working. I was glad they didn't fear me, I would have feared anyone who walked towards me. In the corner of the large room was a girl who looked the age of eleven. She was on a stack of linens, reading a book with a light brown cover. I was surprised that a maid was able to get such a good quality of leather. She looked around, suspiciously. Her eyes grew wide as she eyed me, and she quickly closed the book and left the scene.

"Who was that?" I asked an old lady, named Jule.

"Oh, that little girl? She's new, was just sent here. She helped another maid clean up the King's room this morning."

"What's her name?"
"Elenor, that girl's 12 and a half years old." She folded some linens and looked at me. "Are you alright? You look pale."

I shook my head to snap out of it, "Where did she get that book?"

"I'm not sure, Lucy thinks it was one of her items that she brought."
"No, she didn't bring that."

"Do you wish to speak with her?" Her tone made her sound surprised.

"Yeah actually, that would be great."
"I'll go see if I can find her then."

"I'll look too."

I started to turn left when the doors were opened.

"There you are! I was worried sick, are you alright?"
"Wha-" Jaron gave me a big hug and kissed me on the cheek.

"Imogen you should be resting. I was worried you would start shaking again?"

"I'm sorry, I was shaking?"

"Yeah, just like two hours ago. Are you okay?" He reached out for me but I stepped away.

"What are you talking about?

"Imogen, what are you talking about? We talked about this two hours ago."

"I didn't talk to you this morning."
"Imogen I think you need to rest."

"No. Jaron what are you talking about?"

"You really don't remember?"

"Remember what?" He ran over to me and held my shoulders.

"Imogen we need to get you to the medical room. Now." As he said that I got light-headed. I held my head and leaned on Jaron. "Wow, it's okay. Come on, let's go." He said, supporting my weight as we walked.

When he started walking the path to his bedroom, "No. My room.". He obliged and turned around. I don't even remember what happened until Jaron set me down on my bed. I haven't slept here in a long time.

"Do you need anything else dear?"
"Can you send Elenor in?"

"Elenor? The new maid?"

"Yeah, in like an hour."

"Okay, I'll send her in." He kissed my forehead and left the room.

"Will, why are you here?"

"My dear, are you not happy to see me? I am simply visiting the king, since I do have loyalty to him. Besides, my 2nd uncle knows him, even gave his life for him. So I feel like I should get to know who my love is going to marry."

"We are not getting married."

"Oh, is that so, then whose ring is that?"
"None of your business, you have no right to treat a future queen like this."

"But Imogen, if you are going to be a 'future queen', then I could be a future king. You will be my bride, and you will learn to love me. Just like you used to, but this time, it will be forever, I'll make sure of it."

"No, you can't! You are dead, you can't come back, and I will never love you, not again!"

"Lady Imogen."
"NO"

"Lady Imogen!"

"Lady Imogen! Are you all right, miss?" Elenor looked at me with a worried expression.

I sat up, "Yes I'm quite alright. Thank you for coming."
"Oh miss, I think you should lay down, you look pale." My head started to hurt, and I took her advice to lay back down. "What did you want to speak to me about?"

"Oh yes. What was the book you were reading, and please don't lie."
"Oh, um, it's a biography."

"About who?"

"Um, I don't know exactly.."

"It seems familiar...like I've seen it before…"

"I should get going, miss."

"Elenor?"

"..y..yes?"

"Why do you have Jaron's journal?"

*Happy birthday to one of my fan's! Sorry I didn't update sooner, I was trying to write a lot. I have to get going but I hope you enjoyed it!*