Frozen Elsa Sick Novels & Stories

EVELYN We spent the rest of the morning discussing potential resolutions for Augus’s future attack. Mrs. Lance kindly brought us breakfast: scrambled eggs, slices of ham, and nettle tea for Emma, who had woken briefly but fell back asleep after a few sips. Sylvia joined us shortly after checking on Lord Albert and Elsa. She said that while Lord Albert's condition was stable and he was expected to wake soon, Elsa’s state was far more complicated – and less hopeful. Her nervous system had been severely damaged by long-term manipulation of magic, and her desire to recover was minimal.

the caregiver sobbed, tears streaming down her reddened cheek. Her once bright eyes now appeared swollen and puffy, reflecting the torment of a mother torn between her child's suffering and the guilt that consumed her. "My son has the same illness as Madam Elsa. But unlike her, he doesn’t have wealthy relatives to help. I have no skills, no way to even take him to the hospital, let alone buy him medicines.” Her voice broke as she continued, "Madam Elsa often said she was a burden to you and didn’t want to continue living. She even asked me, in secret, to buy poison so she could end her life. But I refused.”

“Well, my father is dead. And has been for quite some time now. This is how I run things, Rosa.” She follows me into Elsa’s bedroom. Elsa was out cold. An arm dangled from the bed. Her skin and clothes were soaked in sweat. Rosa gets to work immediately. She feels Elsa’s forehead and frowns. She opens Elsa's mouth and smells her breath. “What are you doing?” She holds her hand up to me. “Working!” She rolls up Elsa’s top. “You should have informed me that she was recently injured. She has not made a full recovery.”

Elsa parted her lips to speak but Helena placed her hand over Elsa's hand stopping her from uttering any words. “Cases like this are…” The doctor continued seeing that no one was saying anything, but I paid him no attention. I kept my gaze on Helena and her daughter who kept exchanging fearful looks with each other the whole time the doctor spoke. Did they know something that we didn't or were they just both scared for Fredrick? “What were you going to tell the doctor?” I asked Elsa after the doctor had left. “Did you know of his condition before now?” Elsa's whole being was immediately draped with nervousness. She began to knit her fingers together.

She thumbed through books, opened desk drawers, and looked behind wall hangings, but found nothing. When Jessica returned with a tray laden with a Mikasa tea set and a small pyramid of petit fours, Elsa studied her closer. Her skin tone was pale, almost sallow looking. Dark circles rested in the hollows of her eyes and her cheeks looked sunken. She found it hard to believe that I’d date someone in such poor health. When Jessica looked up to ask how she took her tea, Elsa sucked in air as she noticed that the pupils of Jess’s eyes were dilated.

“Get a healer now!” Elsa coughed, crimson staining her lips. “No.” Her voice was weak, but it cut through the chaos. “No,” she repeated, more firmly. “There is no time.” Elise shook her head violently. “No, you’re not dying. Not like this. I can fix this. I can—” Elsa reached up with trembling hands and gripped Elise’s face. Her palms were cold. “You must listen to me,” Elsa said. Tears streamed down Elise’s face, blurring her vision. “Don’t say this. Please don’t say this.”

She reached the living room and went to the kitchen but Cynthia called her from behind. Elsa looked at her in confusion and nervous but the kindness in her eyes for Elsa gave her some relief. Elsa went there and stood there. The Volkov family was so happy seeing her but Aiden's eyes on her actions. Her red nose, puffy eyes, and pale skin without saying a word, he stood up and walked some distance to call his family doctor to send medicines for cold and fever.

Vivian was so nervous.Elsa was suffering from fever since Tuesday .Her mother had taken a leave to attend her.There was no chance of meeting her or speaking to her on the phone.To top it all he had got a call from Elsa's father asking him to meet him at his hospital.What the hell! Was he going to blame him for her sickness or file a case against him? It was actually his fault he should have listened to Elsa and first sought permission from her parents,then got married legally.He was given an hour time to visit him.He was almost there...but gathering courage to go in.Finally he entered the hospital and was asked to wait .After an hour he was summoned.

There was the jarring, unmistakable crack of my helmet meeting the boards, a brief flash of impact, and then everything went quiet. --- ELIOT The call came late in the afternoon. “Is this Professor Ward ?” . Sirens filled the better part of the call. “Yes.” “We have Caleb Foster. Riverside Rink. Head injury being taken to Saint Jude Hospital. You’re listed as his emergency contact.” “I’m not— I’m not supposed to be.How bad?” " He’s breathing. That’s all we’ve got. St. Jude’s ER.” Room 412. He was awake.His head covered in bandages.

Fellycia could finally breathe a sigh of relief because Elsa had been calmed down. Just as they all breathed a sigh of relief, Elsa suddenly fainted, causing everyone to panic. "Let's just take Elsa to the hospital so that the wound on her neck can be treated immediately," Reyhan suggested. Finally, that night, Adrian immediately took Elsa to the hospital, followed by Reyhan and Fellycia. Arriving at the hospital, Elsa was treated by another doctor, but Adrian also accompanied her. Until suddenly, the doctor who was treating Elsa said something that made Adrian quite surprised.