QUEEN ELINA'S POV
"stop crying, Mom" Sophie tried to calm me down.
I just cried and cried over and over again.
Seeing Philip lay down there with a very high fever and with the palace doctors surrounding him makes my heart feel at ache.
Earlier today, the palace guards have seen Philip walking so weakly on one of the streets near here.
They said that while he's walking, he suddenly lost consciousness and fell on the floor.
I was so shocked when I saw Philip being carried by them and the palace doctors following behind.
But then, his mother was more shocked than I am.
"what happened?" I asked the doctor after they looked on Philip.
The Doctor said that Philip has a very high fever and nothing more. He passed out because of low blood and from tiredness and stress.
I cried even more after hearing that.
How can he be stressed? where did all his stress and tiredness came from?
I gaze at his mother and she's still crying like me. I told her about what the Doctor said and she cried even more.
Philip is like my real son. I treats him as my real son. That's why what happened to him made my chest feels so heavy.
The doctors have checked me as well since I had been crying for hours. Good thing my blood pressure is fine.
"what happened to Prince Philip?" I heard an authoritative voice from behind. It's from Henry.
His footsteps can also be heard loudly. Why does he walks so loud?
"please lower your voice as well as walk slowly, Philip might be awaken.
"what happened?" he asked again, ignoring what I just told him.
The doctor explained it to him and at first, I saw his concerned face.
This is the first time.
I looked around to look for Philip's mother but I couldn't find her anywhere.
Where is she actually?
"from now on, tell the Palace chefs to cook foods for Philip that can make his bloom pressure go up" Henry told the other maid.
The maid then followed his commands right away.
I actually have calmed a bit now. How about Philip's mother? I know for sure that she's very much hurt.
The Maids and the people here in the palace doesn't know about Philip being an adopted son. Well, no one knew. Only us. The biological family of Philip and me and Henry.
"calm down" Henry patted my back slowly. I just cried again and he pulled me to a hug. I cried on his shoulders and he continued to pat me.
"it's fine now. The doctor said that he's just sleeping soundly. He must be so tired" he said. Probably trying to console me.
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9pm, I couldn't properly sleep. I looked at Henry and he's sleeping soundly.
My heart doesn't feel at ease. I don't know why.
I slowly stood up and left the room.
I took a peek at Sophie's room and she's sleeping as well while hugging her bunny stuff toy.
I saw Philip's mom walking towards me with swelling eyes.
"are you gonna check for Philip?" I asked.
"he said he wants to be alone" she answered without looking at me.
"he's already awake?" at my excitement, I almost shouted. Well, I need to lower my voice, it's already bedtime.
She just nodded.
"I'll go check on him" I said.
"please, talk to him. He doesn't wanna talk to me about what actually happened. He might tell you since you're his mother" her voice cracked and tears started falling from eyes again.
A tear escaped from my eyes as well.
I know for sure that she really wants to be there with Philip but Philip doesn't treat her as her mother since he thought, I'm his real mother.
How hurtful can that feel.
I pulled her into a hug. She started sobbing. It must hurt for her so much.
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I entered Philip's room after knocking. I didn't heard any responses, is he already asleep?
I opened slowly his door and entered.
I saw him seated in his bed while leaning on the headboard. He's looking at his windows as if he's in a deep thought.
"Philip?" I called. His attention then finally came back and he looked at me.
He gave me a weak smile. "Mom" he called.
That feels like a stab on my heart. His real mother should be the one hearing that.
A tear escaped from my eyes again. It must hurt so much for his mother.
"Don't cry, Mom. I'm fine" he said with a weak voice.
I sat on his mattress and felt his temperature.
"you still have a fever. You should be sleeping by now" I said.
He shook his head.
"my head feels so heavy. I feel like it's about to burst" he answered.
Philip, those are the words your real mother just wanted to hear from you. She just wants you to be real with her.
"why are you crying?" he tried to wipe away my tears but I did it myself.
"should I call the doctors? so that they'll give you Medicine for your headache?" I asked.
He shook his head.
"no, it's fine Mom. I just want to stare at the sky for now" he answered and looked outside his window again.
"be honest with me, okay?" I talked to him.
"hmm" he just nodded slowly with his eyes still not looking at me.
"what happened? how come you passed out on the street? did something happened with you and Amelia?" I asked.
Amelia.
He always go to Amelia and we clearly don't know who she is nor where she lives.
"no, Mom. I am just exhausted" he answered.
"why are you exhausted?" I asked.
This time, he looked at me. I waited for his response.
"are you blaming Amelia for what happened to me?" he asked.
I was very taken aback.
"no, no. Of course not, I just want to know what happened" I answered. I don't want him to get mad, it might just cause him stress. And stress is something that he should avoid.
"I'm just exhausted, Mom. That's all" he answered and he now laid down on his bed.
"I'll go to bed, Mom. Don't worry anymore" he said and he faced the other side.
I sighed.
He won't tell me as well.