"Aunt, aunt..." Catherine's voice was trembling. She slowly raised her hand to cover her mouth, tears streaming down, "Aunt, the official document is here, do you want to hear it? I'll read it to you."
The Queen's eyelids fluttered but couldn't open. She said intermittently, "Catherine, I'm too tired. You handle the document. I'll look at it tomorrow."
Upon hearing the Queen's voice, Catherine finally felt relieved. She walked over, pulled the blanket higher over her, then stood by the bed watching her for a while before turning to pick up the document that had fallen to the floor.
At midnight, Cecilia was woken by the sudden ringing. Angrily, she picked up the phone, speaking coldly, "You better have a reason for disturbing my sleep at night, or I'll kill you."
The caller was apparently frightened into silence. She impatiently said, "Speak!"
