Alac stared at Annabel's lifeless pale body as he held on to her thin hand. His heart ached to see her helpless and lifeless. He wished he could help her or do something to save her but he couldn't.
" As your Master, I order you to wake Annabel." He commanded, his voice trying to conceal the pain in it. Depsite his order, he watched her still lay on his magnificent bed unmoved.
" For the last time Annabel, I order you to get up." He repeated and held on more tightly to her cold palm.
Please get up Anny.
He whispered pleadily. The Annabel he knew would not just stay quiet, she would get up and snare or shout at him and that was the Annabel he wanted.
The door slightly lent backward and the Kingdom Doctor walked in with his team. It had become a routine to check on her daily, he was afraid she would be really dead one day.
" Good morning Mister Alac." His masculine voice said as he strolled closer to the bed side.
