Day two, I have been worried out of my mind. The Healer was just here and he informed me that her body is warding off the medicine! All day Elizabeths body went from hot to cold, and each time it went back to hot, I died a thousand deaths!
Its night again, and all is quiet throughout the palace. One more sleepless night. I felt her forehead again and it seemed a little cooler. My heart pounded with joy. If God heals her, I will throw the biggest festival Scotland has ever seen! I will make it a national holiday! My heart swelled with love. and with that thought, I finally fell into deep sleep, next to the love of my life.
Day three, the sun shined through the tall glass windows and its bright light splashed on my face, and I opened my eyes and reached out and touched her forehead and all the fever had gone! Thanks be to God, I could not contain my excitement. I jumped out of bed and walked around the bed and checked out her wounds. They were healing quite well, the scars will soon dissapear, a druid does not carry scars after the wound heals.
The door opened and a few servants came in carring, fresh sheets, a new gown, a bowl with fresh warm water and a couple of wash clothes. I went around the bed and carefully picked up Elizabeth in my arms, while the servants with great speed changed the bed linens.
As I gently put her back on the bed, she stirred and her eyes fluttered, but remained closed after that. She sighed a couple of times and passed out again. There was joy in my heart that she even did that much. Soon my heart will wake up completely, and I can apoligize to her, and then I will make love to her as never before!
I lay back in bed next to her, wanting to touch her desperately, but I am holding off, waiting patiently until she wakes up completely. I am glad that My brothers, Mary and even James have honored my request that they not come in this room until I call for them, because Elizabeth needs peace and quiet now, so she can heal.
All afternoon, Elizabeth showed signs of recovery. Hopefully by nightfall she will wake up.
It is late in the evening now and the Healer stopped by before he lay down to rest. "She is making progress, I'm thinking by morning she will wake up alert and feeling much better." he said, satisfied that his healing herbs helped the princess. One more accomplishment under his belt.
"She has not eaten a thing in three days, what do I feed her if she wakes up in the morning?" I asked.
"Chicken broth, and gradually she will work her way up to meat and potatoes, but do not rush her, we do not want her stomach to be upset. If I were you, I would worry more about her reaction towards you, than the food she will eat. start praying really hard my friend, you will need all the prayers you can get!" and he left, closing the door behind him.
And I, the big, strong, powerful warrior, the one that no one has ever defeated, the one that has the strength of a lion, and magic powers that only I could command, me, the mighty warrior, Prince of the Druids, Scottlands pride and joy, now stood with shakey knees, frightened like a child, of tomorrows outcome!
Authors note: The story line is now going on a major turnaround, fastened your seatbelts!!please give me your vote, i need them to keep writing, thank you kindly.xoxoxoxoxoxo
