MRS RÓDRÍGUÉZ - EPISODE 82

Where she was seemed like a thick forest with no beginning or end.
No form of sunshine.

“Where is this place?” She asked herself.

Scared of the truth.

Her head replaying everything that had transpired.

“Mario!!! Where the Fvck are you?!!!”

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Alex cooed with the heavy breeze that came with the big trees.

She felt lonely.
Seated alone in the middle of nowhere.

Funny enough she didn’t feel a need to eat or drink.

Wasn’t it strange?.

From where she sat on the ground, she could see other unimaginable things.

Most times she’d think they were humans till she sees their faces, only then did she knew they weren’t just in strange forms, they were spirits. They were demons.

Her thoughts kept replaying.

How did she get here?..

But asking herself such question only meant she was truly a lone fool.

It’s crystal obvious.

Mario used her as a sacrifice.

While she’s here, the red witch is using her body somewhere in the human word.

She was now a spirit.

A spirit in the land of the dead.

There was no way out. How would she get herself from this?

If only she had listened to the old lady. Mario was never to be trusted.

She was played.
He outsmarted her and made her an easy meal.

She sniffed heavily as her thoughts flashed back.

Was it too late to pray for forgiveness?..
She cried silently as she began to feel the weight of what she was going through.

If only she hadn’t jumped out of the royal carriage, maybe she’d probably be in her country trying to pick the broken pieces of her life.

Wasn’t it better than staying as a spirit in a place where there’s neither morning or night.

Everyday is everyday.
Nothing changes.

Wasn’t it better than the hideous creatures and demons she gets to face here each day.

She got up from the ground she was sitting.

Her eyes were already sore.

It’s obviously too late to cry, but still there was something that clicked her thoughts immediately.

Speaking of life and death.

She thought there was only two destinations after death..
Which is heaven and hell.

Deep down she knew she was nowhere close to heaven ..

Or neither was she in hell.

Hell is considered a place filled with unquenchable fire , gnashing of teeth and all sorts of sorrows.

And it’s obviously a place she expected herself to be.

But it seems it’s quite different.

She’s neither in heaven nor hell.

If she’s neither in both,
Then where the hell is she?

She thought as she stared round in panic.

Was this yet another plan of mario?.

What the hell is this place?!

*

What is wrong with her your highness? ”

Tarsja asked. Extremely worried about her friend as she walked over for her side of the bed.

“she’ll be fine” Antonio replied instead.
He didn’t know glw else to reply the lady’s question.

“Audrielle, are you okay? What is the matter with you?… I’m scared seeing you this way.”

Tarsia truthfully confessed as her hand pressed against the princess’ own.

“i feel so weak and dizzy tarsia, and I’m scared too” audrielle replied with a rather heavy voice.

” is it the food?”

Audrielle shook her head.
Tarsia doesn’t really know what was at stake.

Well, that’s because she haven’t mentioned anything to her , at least not yet.

“Should I get you a drink?.. that’ll help, won’t it”
She felt so worried for her friend.

“No. She doesn’t need water. She is just tired. ” The prince replied.

“Oh” Tarsia breath low.

Tired.
It’s normal to be tired.
It’s normal to feel tired and dizzy.
Maybe there’s nothing really wrong with the Princess after all.

After few minutes, Antonio got up and excused himself for he had a delicate issue to attend to with his cabinet.

Tarsia assumed his position without wasting much time.

“Gosh. You’re burning up Audrielle”..

Tarsia cried out, feeling the hotness from her friend.

“I’ll go get the physician. I fear you’re sick. ”

Tarsia made to get up from the bed but Audrielle held her back.

“No. Don’t”

“Please, let me get help. ” Tarsia pleaded.

“No. No. There’s something you need to know. There’s something very important I need to tell you. ”

“What is more important than your health?. ” Tarsia muffled under her breath.

“This has something to do with me. And my child. “..

Her words drew Tarsia’s attention.

She relaxed back to listen more.

Audrielle nudged further as she began her explanation.

“I’m dying. ”

Her voice broke out in tiny bits as tears clouded her eyes.

“Wh…what do you mean?.. what are you talking about! ”

The shock on Tarsia’s face was well understood.

How could her Friend speak of death.

Why?!.

There’s nothing wrong with her.
Why is she so sure of death?..

“You can’t talk like that. You’re not dying. ! What do you mean! Your child is in you. I can go get the healer for you and you’ll be fine.

There’s nothing like death.
Please Audrielle what is wrong?.. you are not dying.”

Tarsii ranted out in tears.
She still couldn’t comprehend the words from her friend.

Audrielle exhaled sharply as she rested a bit on Tarsia.

She could feel the coldness.
The emptiness in her.

It was too close.

The sting of loneliness.
The sting of death.

She could smell it.

She was losing her life,. She was losing her child.
She was losing her strength.

She was losing almost everything.

Her eyes were growing heavier.

She knew.

The coldness that tingled her skin told alot.

She was dying!.