Sung looks at his legs, he realizes he’s recovered. The golden needles lie on the ground shining as if cheer for him as well. “Wendy!” Sung calls and runs to her, who lies on the ground with blood. “Don’t worry, I will call Zhuge right away!” He wants to kill himself at that moment, how evil he is to treat her like a jerk. “Someone, go calling doctor Zhuge!” Daisy and Chen run in and see Wendy there, they are almost faint.
A few minutes later, Zhuge runs in and shocks. The maids help Wendy to clean her face, while Zhuge checks on her condition. Sung holds her hand tight all the time. He’s too scared to lose her. “Using acupuncture now! What are you waiting for?” Sung yells to Zhuge. He looks around for his needles, “Where are my needles? Go getting them!” Zhuge yells to outside. Meanwhile, feeling Wendy’s heartbeat getting slower and slower, Zhuge shakes his head, “She will be gone soon maybe, let’s don’t torture her.”
“Nonsense! She has breath! What kind of quack are you?!” Sung yells to Zhuge. Then he turns to other doctors around, “You guys, come now, save her!” However, they all shake their heads after they feel her pulse. “You useless! Get out!” He turns to San, “San, go get other doctors now! There must be one who can save her!” Zhuge walks closer and puts his hand on Sung’s shoulder, sighs, “Sung, talk with her, when she’s available. Don’t make yourself regret.” Then he asks everyone out, only leave Sung and Wendy in the room. She should be fine, however, Sung’s fatal kicking made her worse. Her tummy is in huge pain, like stabbing by the knives in the cold water. Her whole body is shaking. She doesn’t have much time now.
She sees something, the green endless grasslands and the white marshmallows clouds in the blue sky. Her mind is getting blank, she feels no one gonna saves her by this time, except the real God. She wipes the tears off on Sung’s face. She doesn’t want to see him crying when she dies. Flood of blood runs out of her mouth, noticing how much blood she has. They run through her sore throat wildly and cruel. Sung regrets he didn’t understand her well before, she tortured herself nor for getting attention, was for saving him! How miserable and scared she was that time, while he didn’t even check on her one time!
He hates her to sacrifice herself for him, a foolish Prince, who doesn’t cherish his woman. He doesn’t worth it! “Remember, your majesty, my… my name… is Wendy.” Wendy uses her last strength to speak. Sung nods anxiously, “I know, I always know! Don’t talk, save some energy!” He heard her voice before he woke up at that point. A beautiful lotus smile appears on her face, she feels warm as those dead people before they die. She sees things like her old family and the people who love her around, like a movie of life run into her head. “Now it’s my time to, to chase you on the grasslands…” She closes her eyes forever. “Wendy!!!!!”
Sung’s crying spread in the whole palace. Everyone heads down to mourn her. No one knows she was Wendy, except Sung and Zhuge. He doesn’t know who died this time, Wendy or Yasmin. What’s the point…?
The day of burying Wendy has come eventually, which is the next day. Sung remains to believe she would wake up! Because she was not human being he thought. And her ghost story said she was a soul. “She will wake up! No one dares to touch her!” He stays with her later on her bed, three days and nights, without drinking or eating. On the other hand, he doesn’t want to put her in that cold coffin.
The King comes after several days, it’s too ridiculous to stay with a corpse, despite he understands how sadness Sung is. He remains the Royal Prince in this country. How could he indulge in the sadness all the time? After a long talk with the King, Sung doesn’t give up, he says, “Father, please allow me one time, of being ridiculous! I won’t let her go for now!” The King sighs, “My son, I understand your feeling. But she has gone, you must think of her at least. She needs peace now.” Sung cries, “Well, I won’t let her feel peace then! She will come back to me when she gets annoyed! I killed her, father, I’m a murderer. She saved me and my legs, I owed her!” Sung wipes his tears off, continues, “Actually, she has died once before when we were in that mountain, then she woke up magically. So this time she will wake up again. Please give her more time…”
“Nonsense! How a corpse would back to life?!” The King gets mad at once, “Go take the Royal Princess down and buries her!” The guards nod then come to Sung, while Sung threats him with a knife on the neck! “Father, if you insist to do this, I will go with her!” The King gets touched, he knows his son well and his stubborn character, “My son, you have made her suffered a lot when she’s alive, now wouldn’t you let her get some peace at least??” Soon, Prince Zack comes, and sees the situation. He feels sad too.
“My brother, I know your feeling, I have experienced with Zena that day. You see, she’s smiling before she’s gone. So she was happy to save you, and she wanted you to have a good happy life, from now on! She never blamed on you! If you kept doing like this, she would feel sad…” Sung’s hugs her tighter in his arms, “Brother, I hate her so much! Why she made her stupid decision without telling me? Then she might survive. I would rather stay on my wheelchair for the rest of life, than losing her.”
“I know, we all know, brother. She has her way to go, and you must help her to let her go. That’s the last thing we can do for her. So please memories her in your heart, and send her to heaven.”
Zack keeps comforting. Sung shakes his head constantly, “I can’t, I can’t!” Zack frowns, “Then don’t blame me, my brother.” He hits on Sung’s back of the head, Sung falls to the ground. He knows clearly he won’t be able to see her again before he faints.
After three days, he wakes up. Zack kept feeding him ecstasy all those days to make him rest well. He refuses to see no one after, until the day Yasmin’s father comes, half a month later. They both look exhausted and sloppy, due to their loses. Their long thick mustaches can feed the cows, and their dark eye circles like ghosts just come out of the graves.
“You must take good care of yourself, Royal Prince, no matter how broken-hearted you are.” Yasmin’s father says with sympathy. Sung nods with guilty, he doesn’t dare to look at his sadness eyes. He mustered Wendy at least.
“Honestly, our Yasmin has gone two months ago. The one who’s here was not her…” Yasmin’s father says suddenly. “What? What does this mean, father?” Sung looks up immediately. Her father looks towards the windowsill, “Before you married Lacey, Yasmin came back one time, as a ghost or something familiar. She said if we agreed your marriage with Lacey, she would die. Then two days after, she said goodbye to us and thanked us to give her life in the very late night. I’m sure that was her ghost, cause she came in through the wall… then she disappeared forever.”
“Then why you didn’t come to my palace to check her after that?” Sung asks with a huge shocking.
Her father sighs with tears in his eyes, “For what? We thanked her that she stayed with you in the palace, no matter what she was. Also, it’s a kind of comforting for us here. No one wants to accept their kid was dead, right?”
Sung watches him with unbelievable, such a big mystery… “Remember, my name is Wendy…” At that minute, Wendy’s last words echo near his ears.