Obsessed: royal family x reader [ BEING REWRITTEN]

Chapter 6

Y/n felt her wound get worse it was hard to do anything now, walking around was troublesome and caused her immense pain this wasn't normal for a recovering cut. Y/n sat on their bed, groaning in deep pain the king watching in worry

" Why the hell isn't it recovering" the family doctor contemplated before figuring it out. He turns to the King worrying for his response about the news he's about to give

" she has an infection, it's either amputation or get her to a hospital with much more help " her hearing sharpens at the word hospital, she thinks back on the promise she and the queen made wondering if she should truly wait. She pauses before making a final decision, trusting the queen would be like trusting the Cheshire cat everything that comes out of her mouth possible could be a lie. " if I'm getting out of here it's gonna be my way" she mumbles lowly

Trusting in her acting abilities she groaned louder, even shedding a few fake tears

" give me to positives and negatives of each one," the king asks his face seems a bit worried. The doctor nods

" amputation though much quicker is much more dangerous in many ways, she can be infected and die days after the procedure, she can die of loss of blood, she can also tear the stitches and die of both infection and loss of blood and even if we avoid both those things it'll take months to heal and will take lots of Precaution to make sure it says well even then the recovery will be extremely painful and difficult and might leave the princess in a much worse state mentally despite these factors it's much faster removing wise" the king nods " for the hospital it's safer and much likely chance of infection or death but negatives are that there are many, people, in the area leaving for anyone to be near or see her in a vulnerable state, but this can be fixed with a couple of guards and orders"

The king nods before thinking " amputation "

She curse under her breath, the doctor jaw dropping " k-king if I may are you sure?" The king nods " less attention the better, and I'll consider this her punishment for the stunt she pulled to get her in this situation ". That's what she gets after trying to back out a plan

She hears her gate open and sees the king kneel in front of her as he puts his big hands on her soft face " it'll be ok dear, daddy will make sure you'll be ok after the procedure, you promise you'll be good love?" she felt her arms raise to choke him maybe out of instinct after hearing his voice or maybe she just felt like it. But she quickly stops and hugs him instead much to the dismay of her screaming soul telling her to stop, he chuckles and holds her head digging his head into her thinner neck

" Just like your mother..." that sentence made y/n mentally shudder he said it, in a very sad n angry way making her wonder how important she was to him and what did she do to make him speak her name so sadly. He lifts her, y/n arms still being wrapped around him " why don't we visit her...together as a father and daughter should" she didn't respond,

Her thoughts were running wild as he carried her to Charlotte, she was alive? Why did she not come to visit you was she even allowed to? Did she agree to let you be in the dungeon? Were her and the queen enemies?

He carries you down the steps of the large palace " we should do this again love, I'm sure your mother would love to see you more often" you don't respond your head is buried in his neck, you look up to see the sun beaming on you, the lovely flowers catching your eye as he carries you away to your mother.

He finally stops " were here" y/n slowly turns afraid to her mother in the flesh, you let out a breath you've been holding after seeing what he was showing

It was a grave surrounded by lavender flowers, with beautiful lights covering the gates and butterflies flying all around but a specific type was black butterflies, you look at the grave and see a beautiful woman with glowing hair grinning. Behind the regular gravestone was a statue of the woman praying, as water pours from her eyes watering the flowers below

Y/n felt so many things at that moment, this was her mother the person she was named after, you were sad it felt strange

You really wanted to meet your mother

" you look so much like her it amazes me "

You stare at the statue noticing she had no mole, you look up to the king and see no mole either you think, could this man really not be your father.

Suddenly he walks closer " I miss her everyday " you turn back to the beautiful grave, " her favorite flowers were lavenders " he softly places you in front of her grave you look at craving of the name and biography. " Charlotte lemia va crode l/n " you turned to the king he wiped his tears and looks up to her statue, you turn back noticing a few things

she died 16 years ago April 15th, the day you were born... was it childbirth, were you the cause for her young death?

" I feel it's time to go my love, your surgery is tomorrow and we need you to be rested" your gut sinks you merely forgot you were getting your leg removed, it's hitting you much harder than you realized. You poker face must have broken because the king gives you a smile " don't worry dear, your mother will be watching over you I promise not a thing will happen I promise you" you look up to face

It showing an emotion you couldn't really name, " let's take you back to your cell it's a big day tomorrow"