The Moonlight Pegasus 1 by C. A. Sabol & C. S. Johnson

Author:C. A. Sabol & C. S. Johnson [Sabol, C. A. & Johnson, C. S.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: fantasy, Young Adult Fiction, middle grade fiction, MG fantasy, allegory, Christian, pegasus, myths
Publisher: C. S. Johnson
Published: 2016-07-04T04:00:00+00:00

WHEN HE WALKED OUTSIDE the door and pulled it shut behind him, Dr. Hamersley found himself face to face with the Princess’ governess. The doctor smiled in greeting. “Lady Aura,” he welcomed her.

“Dr. Hamersley,” Aura acknowledged crisply. “What is the news today? How is she? Any better today?”

The doctor nodded. “She is tired. If she would get more sleep, she would be completely healthy at this point. I’d say that you could remove the feeding tube now. Her complexion is pale, but not her usual brightness, so I suggest that you try to make sure that she eats at every meal. Her wounds are healing slowly, most likely due to her lack of rest.” He let off on a sigh.

Aura nodded. “I see.”

Dr. Hamersley looked at her sympathetically. “You appear to be worried for her, I see.” The doctor took her arm and patted it comfortingly. “She is very dear to us all, my Lady. I assure you, we suffer as one.”

Aura nodded. “Thank you,” she whispered. “I feel so responsible for her. And she is not talking to me; but come to that, she barely speaks at all. I don’t know what is wrong with her. All she does is sit there. She tells me that she’s busy thinking when I ask what she would like to do. She tells her handmaidens that she doesn’t want to talk when they come to watch over her. I don’t understand her.”

“Something tells me that the Princess is going through some kind of shock,” Dr. Hamersley replied. “She is mourning, too. No doubt she is grieved to hear of war and those that are dying. Even if you do not tell her what is going on exactly, I suspect that she has a strong idea of what is.”

Aura had wanted to interrupt him, but he continued. “She is a lot more perceptive than we think, my Lady. She really needs to get some sleep. It would do wonders for her heart, too. Being tired and emotionally distraught at the same time is never a good thing.”

“Doctor, the other day when I came into her room, she was writing. I looked down at what she had written. It was a poem of some sort. Now that she is in the medical ward, she has not had her usual classes or any of her tutelage.”

“I see. Did the poem make you feel uncomfortable in some manner?”

“Yes. I actually wrote it down on another piece of paper. It wasn’t very long. In fact, why don’t you tell me what you think of it?” Aura reached into her drawstring purse and pulled out a folded piece of paper. Unfolding it, she handed it to the doctor, who promptly read it.

“The dirt is damp and cold,

The air is stale and dry

Such little warmth to hold

As I lay inside my grave to cry.”

The doctor folded up the paper once more and shook his head. “Quite interesting, Lady Aura. She is –“

“Going to need counseling?” Aura interrupted. There was a look on her face that was tight with tension and fear.

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