Chapter 71: Chapter 62

Julia

 

Instead of sitting in class, Julia spent the entire day in the academy's nurse's office learning from the healer. Her tutor was also there. Julia looked over the healer's shoulder and helped her with minor injuries. Not many students came into the nurse's office, but they came, and they willingly let themselves be used as guinea pigs for the princess.

Julia suspected that the reason was that they wanted to show off to their friends. After all, it was something special to be healed by the princess. Or at least to see how she tries...

Healing magic was particularly easy for her, unlike manipulative magic and seeing magic, which was generally difficult to control. Of course, there was also a lot of theory. You had to understand the body to heal it. Especially when it came to major injuries and illnesses. Without this understanding, unskilled healers did more harm than help. Her tutor, therefore, made sure that Julia also knew the theory.

When Julia met up with her friends during the break, Pia wanted to know exactly what it was like to help in the hospital room and asked her questions. Julia answered all her questions with a smile. Marie was unusually quiet.

"What's wrong, Marie?" Julia looked worriedly at her friend. They sat in the dining room and got tea and biscuits because it was very cold in the building. Julia wasn’t that hungry and therefore did not go back to her apartment during the break. Lately, she often ate with her friends in the dining room.

Marie just shook her head. "Nothing. All good."

"She's been like this all da", Helga whispered to her. "We've already asked, but she doesn't want to talk."

"Is it because of your sister?" Julia didn't have a good feeling. Mia was still very young and the disease had hit her hard.

Marie just nodded.

"What about her?", asked Philip, who had gotten a large bowl of stew with his tea.

Tears rolled down Marie's cheeks. "My parents found a healer, but she was too late. She couldn't save Mia. I'm leaving tomorrow to go home for two weeks." Marie sobbed. "Together with Theo."

Philip turned pale. "I'm sorry."

"It’s not your fault." She smiled sadly. "But thank you."

Julia put her arm around her.

When she returned to her small hallway apartment in the afternoon, Sophie and Leopold were already back from their shopping and Sophie had made fried potatoes, of which Marko had eaten a large part alone.

"You're going to get fat", Finn teased him.

Marko laughed and patted his stomach. "Round and happy!"

"Hardly", Sophie objected. "Marko, you have too much energy for that!"

"And too few opportunities to use it!" Marko laid his head on the table dramatically. "I’m a poor wolf!"

Julia reached over the table and ruffled his hair. "Poor wolf!"

"Yes!", Marko confirmed with played sadness. "Poor, poor wolf. You should feel sorry for me!"

"Maybe you need an alternative to use up your energy?", thought Finn.

Marko looked at him and grinned. "Sure! Do you have any suggestions?" He winked at him. "I can think of something!"

Immediately, Finn blushed. "Tha ... That's not what I meant!"

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Sophie threw a napkin at Marko. "No way!", she grumbled. Marko laughed.

Leopold rested his head on his hands. "Do I have to play your chaperone now?" He sat next to Julia as usual and poked in his fried potatoes.

Marko shook his head. "No, no. We've had enough of that!"

Sophie frowned. "Oh?"

"Nothing, nothing", the wolf murmured immediately. Finn looked like he wanted to hide under the table.

"Teenager!" Sophie groaned and put away her plate as she had finished eating. "You'll excuse me? I'll start doing the dishes."

As soon as Sophie had left the dining room, Marko grinned at the elf. "Don't you want to spend the night with the princess today?"

Julia's eyes widened. "What?" Finn looked equally surprised at her and then at Marko.

"Well... In that case, Finn and I would have some privacy!", continued Marko. "You know..."

"Marko!", protested Finn, hiding his face behind his hands.

"I'd like that idea, but you've forgotten Sophie." Leopold pointed into the kitchen. "The plan never works. So, no. You two will have to behave."

"That’s too bad." Marko pouted. "But it was worth a try. She doesn't have to know."

"She would clearly notice THAT." Julia laughed. "Why are we talking about this? I didn't really want to know anything about Marko and Finn's exact plans!" Then she looked at Leopold. "How was it in the city?"

"There are no plans!" Finn blushed as Marko hugged him laughing.

Leopold shrugged and ignored the two wolves. "Nothing special. I helped Sophie with her shopping and I briefly visited an old friend who works as a servant in the city. Sophie didn't mind as she wanted to say hello to a friend who has a flower shop in town."

"Oh. That’s nice. Was your friend happy?" Julia was happy to hear that he had a friend nearby. "I didn't know there was someone from your village in town. You are welcome to visit him more often."

"Thank you." Leopold stopped poking around in his fried potatoes. "That means a lot to me."

"Juli?" Finn asked her suddenly.

"Yes?"

"A letter has come for you. It's on your desk. From your brother. Prince Peter. I had forgotten that." He brushed his hair out of his face. "Sorry."

"Oh, I would have found the letter sooner or later", she assured him. "But thank you!" Full of anticipation to read her brother's letter, she quickly ate her dinner. Did Peter want to come by soon? Or what was the letter about?

After dinner, she eagerly opened the letter and made herself comfortable on her bed. Peter asked how she was doing and told her that he was staying with Babette and her parents. He wrote that he had to stand next to her for hours for a painting, with a terrible hat on his head and a smelly horse next to him. He sounded anything but pleased. But he also wrote about something disturbing. The queen had his clothes and jewelry cleaned out and he had to cut his hair. Julia knew how much it all meant to him. Apparently, he had taken his rebellion a little too far. Julia did not understand her mother. Why were Peter's clothes bad and Babette's clothing outpourings okay? Of course, sometimes he dressed inappropriately to upset their parents, but he didn't look any more rebellious than Babette, who looked basically ridiculous. Peter looked good with jewelry. Long hair and fancy clothes suited him. Even the nightgown had looked good on him. And he seemed much happier in fancy, flashy clothes. And his clothes never looked tasteless.

Finally, he wrote that he wanted to come over on the weekend in a week. Shortly after the wedding. Julia was happy about that. She missed her brother, even though it hadn't been long since they had seen each other.

Julia was not going to be released from her classes for her brother's wedding, as an important fencing tournament took place on Saturday morning and Sunday morning, in which all students had to participate. Julia would have liked to come to her brother's wedding, but apparently, no exception was made for a princess as far as the tournament was concerned. Originally, it was said that her absence was not a problem until she told her class teacher the exact day and time of the wedding.