A week has passed, she would call Thiago to check if the King is well. She always gets the same answer from Thiago and she believes that he will be fine. All these days, every morning, she was feeling sick and would always throw up in the bathroom washstand. She sometimes gets mad at her butler so suddenly that she can't understand. Whenever he is persistent, she would threaten him and leave him behind. She couldn't control it, she's mad at everything.
And now here she is in the wash stand, puking again. She stood up and the charwoman guided her weak limbs. She was guided to her bed again. She would fall asleep then and wake up hungry. As she ate the food, she doesn't like it and told them to make a veggie, preferably salad or anything that is made up of cabbage. She also doesn't want to drink fruit juice, she wants wine!
"I want tequila!" She commanded, fuming mad.
One of the charwomen went out of her room to do what she wanted because she's the boss.