Chapter 59

A Visit.

Six Years Later

Elara Winterfell.

I paced up and down the doctor's office, my hands hanging by my sides nervously. I didn't know what to do now that it had come to this.

"Isn't there... Isn't there a way?" My voice quivered. "Like, something... Do something, doctor. Please... I'm begging you." I didn't know when I broke down and started crying.

Dr. Fabian stared at me empathetically and shook his head.

"Elara..." He called me gently. "For now, there isn't anything I can do. This thing... This sickness... I haven't seen anything like this before." He took off his glasses and set them on the table,...