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Trembling, Odette rose up but nearly slipped, then hunched over her plate, gasping.
“Odette?” I rose.
Her head whipped to me, her brown eyes wide with fear. “Pea-p-peanuts.”
Just like that, she collapsed, and I grabbed her as she shook violently in my arms. “Odette!” I hollered. “Odette!”
She just shook. I glanced around, not understanding, and my brain was frozen in terror as I tried to get her to get back up. But she wasn’t. Searching around, all I saw was more chaos and people running, yelling. Eliza was already screaming beside us, and more people came to me.
“Sir, stand back! Stand back!” Wolfgang pushed me before stabbing her with something. Then a second time. It was only then that she inhaled. Turning to me, he said, “We need to get her to the hospital!”
That was all I needed to hear. Lifting Odette off the floor, she slumped in my arms, and I ran. I ran as fast as I could, pushing whoever I could out my way. “Odette? Odette?” I called out, but she didn’t wake.
“Get me an ambulance!” I hollered, rushing out into the corridor.
“Sir, this way!” Iskandar was already running, leading me toward the front of the palace where the in-palace doctor, as well as two nurses, were also rushing.
“What happened?”
“She’s allergic to peanuts!” someone I didn’t know yelled.
I just stared at Odette’s ashen face, going where they led me until the cold air slapped across my face as we stood outside, a stretcher and ambulance already there. When? How? I wasn’t sure. I couldn’t care less as they were trying to take her out of my hands.
“Your Highness, give her to us!”
I held on.
“Your Highness! She needs to go!” They ripped Odette from my arms and placed her body on a stretcher, immediately putting oxygen to her face, then put her in the back. I tried to get in, but they held back.
“Sir, let the doctor go! She needs the doctor!” Iskandar yelled at me.
“What is her BP?”
“Where is her pulse?”
I watched as the ambulance doors closed and tires screeched over the gravel, rushing out of the palace gates. It was all so fast.
“Thelma, get the car! We will follow from behind. Everyone shut down the palace! No one gets in or out! No one!” Iskandar barked out orders, still holding on to me.
However, I pushed him off.
“Sir?”
Stepping forward, I stared at the crown that was now on the gravel. It had fallen off Odette’s head and to the ground. I had seen her face. I’d seen her collapse, and I’d seen her get into the ambulance on a stretcher. Yet it never occurred to me. It never hit me. Only at seeing her crown on the ground did I realize—
She was dying.
“Ugh.” I gasped out, stumbling back.
“Sir!”
That familiar feeling of dread and pain that came over me at losing Arty returned once more.
“Odette!” I screamed.
“Sir!”
“Do not touch me!” I hollered, shaking him, looking around. “Where is my car? Where is my fucking car?”
