Isabelle looked into Hugo's eyes and nodded.
"You know that could not be like you are thinking…" she said.
"I don't want to be an automaton. I don't want to die." Hugo said.
"But…and if he doesn't change you in time?" turned Isabelle.
"Let's try."
The automaton was mute and seated in his chair. Isabelle took a bottle of water from the bag and said:
"Let's drink some water, Hugo."
Hugo looked at the automaton.
"Don't do that Hugo!" said the automaton.
"I…I don't…" started Hugo.
"Please, you must drink something." Turned Isabelle, taking Hugo to the bed.
"I can't…" said Hugo, seating.
Isabelle put her hand on his chest and made him lie down on the bed.
"Do I need to put the water down your mouth?" she asked.
Hugo laughed and Isabelle did it.
The automaton looked at both, in chock.
"HUGO!" he screamed.
Hugo wasn't looking at him. His eyes were dazing into Isabelle's eyes. She was not crying, but he could see her fear.
The water fell on his mouth and went to his throat. He could feel it inside him. It was making a weird noise: xxxchxxxhczziii…
Isabelle took away the bottle. And he knew that was destroying his system. He could feel it very intensely.
Tears started falling from his blue eyes. His mouth opened in fear and he screamed.
"NOOO!" she shouted, crying.
"O…h…Isabelle…I think…I think…that it is killing…" he whispered, in fear.
Isabelle hugged him and rested her head on his chest.
"You cannot die! I won't let you die!" she cried.
Hugo looked at the automaton.
"Please…" he begged.
Isabelle looked at the automaton and begged:
"Oh, please, please, don't let him die!"
The automaton moved his head to look at them.
"What have you done?" he asked.
Isabelle cried:
"Nothing! I only gave him water…"
"You destroyed him!" he shouted.
Isabelle couldn't believe. She looked at Hugo and saw him losing his breathe.
"Please, help him. You cannot let him die… You are his friend!" she begged again.
"I cannot help him anymore. The time has passed away, I'm sorry." The automaton said, very sad.
Isabelle turned to Hugo and held him on her arms, embracing him like if he was a little child listening to lullaby. She let her tears fell on his face. His eyes were still looking at her, he was alive. But she could feel him slipping away through her arms.
"My Hugo, my Hugo…" she sang "Oh, my dear Hugo…"
The boy closed his eyes for a moment, making his tears fall on her dress.
"And the prince was lying, dead and cold. The princess run towards him and hugged his body, crying. Her tears fell on his mouth like water. She was a princess with many powers, but she didn't know that. Her tears cure him. We was not dead, he was almost, but not dead. She smiled and laughed with joy when he opened his eyes. And kissed him."
The tale sounded on her mind, like a leave falling on water. But she was no princess and she had no powers. She killed her friend.
Hugo opened his blue eyes again and smiled at her.
"Always…" he whispered.