"Butterfly" Clarion murmured, she was unsure of what happening around her. Sounds whipped past her ears as blurry balls of colors went around her. She tried to move her arms and wrap her arms around her stomach protectively, yet they did not obey her, felt as they were made of lead. She blinked furiously as everything made sense in front of her eyes. Healers rushed around her, Milori, he was there. She could tell even without looking, she felt his presence. She tried to stand up but winced when much pressure was applied on her I.V.

"Clarion, are you ok? How are you feeling?" Milori was holding her hand as if it was his lifeline. "I'm fine. What happened?"

Before ever he could reply, their attention was focused on the incident occurring in the room. Few healers carried an unconscious Melda out of the room. "What happened, Milori?" this time, she demanded as fear crept to her heart.

Milori sighed as his thumb padded over her wrists. "Placenta was detached. In addition, you were out of pixie dust. Healers transfused dust and Melda healed…" he was unable to complete his sentence as clarion cut him off. "I said her not to use her talents, even for me. Why do you let her?" she asked anger clearly visible in her fair features. Lord of winter bent his head down in embarrassment of himself. However, Diana cut in. "I'm sorry your majesty, but we had no other option to fix placenta using Melda's powers other than to see you wither in pain and die with the baby. Even all of us tried what we all could do without using her talents; we were unable to heal you. It was an emergency."

Clarion breathed in and out to calm herself. "I need to go to her" she tried to stand up but wave of pain passed through her, letting her fall back into thebe. "due to lack of dust, you must stay in your bed your majesty, otherwise the placenta would detach again, you're risking your health and the baby's," Diana said sternly, turning towards lord Milori, who questioned," how is Melda now?"

"She's fine my lord. She will gain consciousness soon"

"Inform me when she is fine. I will visit her soon"

After checking the pulse and checking over E.C.G, Diana exited the room, giving monarchs their privacy.

Milori gently rubbed her stomach, and Clarion understood that how much pressurized he was over this condition. She slowly kept her hand over his. "We are fine, love" she slowly replied. He almost fell to his knees, sobbing. "I thought I lost both of you…

Clarion sent her fingers though his silvery tresses, comfortingly. He soon collected himself and gathered her in his arms along with all the tubes connected to her. They could feel the baby moving and kicking in her stomach and it brought both tears and smiles to them.

Meanwhile…

Nathan flew (half walked) in bringing letters from ministers after the news of queen's sudden illness had reached to warm seasons. He was about to convey them to Conrad when he saw Viola pacing over in the corridor, where the royal bedchamber and the resting room of Melda was.

His brow furrowed in the concern, "what happened?"

"It is Melda. She is…" Conrad turned to viola for the explanation. "…Unconscious, She healed the queen". Both Conrad and Viola knew that Nathan harbored feelings for her but he was never the one to voice his feeling considering himself unworthy for such a talented fairy. He never talked to her even when they met during meals and only gave answers in single words during duty shifts. However, he knew how selfless and precious she was, after she healed him. His face turned pale at the news but before he could answer, they heard the high-pitched voice of Ria, arguing over with Estella to visit Melda.

Ria slammed her foot against the floor and huffed. "Only for five minutes, Estella. FIVE MINUTES, not HOURS. Diana won't know. Besides, Melda is my best friend"

"SHHHH" Estella hissed. "Her highness is resting" seeing that Ria would not budge in, she sighed. "Fine, only for five minutes then"

Ria opened the door, wincing when it creaked.

Melda lied on a bed, covered in blankets. She was pale and still unconscious. Ria laid the bouquet of frozen white roses, Melee's favorite flowers, on the bedside table and wiped the free flowing tears from back of her hand. "Get well soon, my friend" . and she left silently, unable to control over her tears.

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