Chapter 50

“Please, Isobella! You’ve got to do something, Bethel, Helga, Aurelia, Rose, Melanie, even my mother has tried to get through to her! She’s been like this for weeks now. She’s completely catatonic, the only time she moves out of bed is to feed Leo and then its just back to staring at the walls.” Achilles ran a frustrated hand through his hair as tears pooled in his eyes. 

His clothes were dishevelled, he had started to grow a scraggly beard and dark circles sat under his eyes. 

Isobella sighed as she extended her hand to give Achilles’ a gentle, reassuring squeeze. 

“Your highness, she is grieving. She is allowed to grieve, there is no right or wrong way, she su