The Prince’s eyes slowly opened, his body felt so painful, he did not think he ever felt like this. He had been through many injuries, some of them really bad, but… poisoning recovery? Help him God, it was painful.
He felt his body sweaty, he was not sure he if was delirious or not. He probably was.
He did not recognize the place he was in.
The pain in his head was huge and his eyes were trying to close again.
But then, a beautiful sight entered is visibility. It was her. That amazingly beautiful maid.
He remembered how she helped him.
How she saved him.
He was alive.
He was still a dead weight, but he was alive.
And she was the one who saved him
He remained silent, any effort to try and speak seemed too painful.
So he just watched her, as she moved around with some clothes in her hands.
The maid was completely lost in her thoughts, drying some clothes. She decided to help Thea, once they were there. That was when she looked at the Prince and saw him awake, looking at her.
Her eyes widened “Prince Robert!” she quickly walked, kneeling next to him.
He glanced at her, his eyes weak and painful, but his expression was still... cheeky. She looked at him “How are you feeling?” She asked
“Hmmm” he groaned “R-Ready for anot-ther”
“Do not say such things. You scared the hell out of me” she snapped
He showed her a small smile “W-Where are we?”
“This is the house of an old maid. Someone who worked alongside me at the castle”
The Prince softly nodded, saying anything else.
“Are you hungry? I am going to get you some food”
Oh, he was hungry, he just did not know if he was able to eat. His throat hurt a lot. His entire chest as well. It seemed to have stopped there. It did not spread more, thanks to that beautiful woman.
He carefully sat in the bed, his head giving him a hard time, as he watched the maid bringing him a tray of food.
“I-I’m hungry…seriously” he whispered
She smiled “Come on”
He was right.
As soon as he tried to swallow a little bit of bread, everything inside burned.
“Oh, easy” she quickly hold him, watching his coughs and groans.
“It will not… work” he said
At that moment, Thea entered the house
“Oh, the pretty face is awake!” she smiled widely
The Prince, however, did not find it amusing. He was more worried with his pain, as well as Diana.
“He cannot eat…” she whispered
“He should start by liquids. A tea, maybe? Then a soup?” she approached “It will hurt anyway, but will be more tolerable”
He looked at her, not saying anything.
Diana stood up and went to make some tea, as Thea sat next to the Prince
“Hey, charming boy” she smiled “It will be ok. I know I talk some nonsense, but I know what I am saying about this” she warmly comforted him
“What happened?” he asked, his head thrown back against his pillow
Diana returned “Many things…” she whispered
Robert glanced at the woman “What?”
“The night you were poisoned…” Diana whispered “I took some cloths from you, with some of the blood we left there. Then I found a little boat, out of the secret passage from the Palace to the sea. I put everything there. They found the boat. They saw your blood all over. Some claim you are dead. Some do not” she softly looked at the Prince
“The Queen?”
“She claims to have been attacked as well”
The Prince laughed. Well, he tried to. The pain would not let him do much.
“We think some might be looking for you. But you are well hidden here” Thea smiled
He glanced at them, worried “M-My men?”
Their eyes saddened, hearts breaking to have to give him the news
“W-What happened?!” he asked, worried.
“Maybe everything was planned. With the Queen and those two evil men.”
Robert glanced at Diana.
“That same dawn, two ships attacked.”
The Prince’s eyes widened “N-No…”
“Everything was destroyed, at the harbor” Thea looked down “Stonegateans were killed…”
The Prince looked away, a heartbroken expression on his face “T-Thomas?”
They looked at him, not saying a word.
The Prince closed his eyes.
No.
Thomas could not be dead.
No way.
Please do not be dead.
The Prince felt Thea’s soft hands caressing him “Let’s not let their Prince die as well, right?” she said “You still have a kingdom to rule. So you need to get better, to find a way to get back. You are smart, I know you can do that” she smiled “Come on, drink your tea, then have some more rest. You still have fever” she whispered
Diana glanced at him. She had never seen him like this. So heartbroken, with the loss of his men.
She thought he would have taken it better. She thought he would be used to losing men. This was everything due to a betrayal, but still, she never thought he would be this heartbroken.
This man surprised her more and more by minute.
*far away from there, somewhere*
Thomas felt his head being splashed by water.
He woke up suddenly.
He was chained. Chained to something.
He looked around to see Knavesmireans and Skeldergateans around him.
Finally, Montagu appeared from between them
“Oh, look.” He smiled “The great Thomas de Montfort”
“What the hell are you doing, mad man?”
“Something very simple” he smiled “You know…” he walked around “I only went to Wedgemore to watch that great scenario at the beach and… mainly, to hold Robert’s head on my hand” he looked at Thomas “But guess what… there is no sight of the HIM” he punched Thomas
Thomas looked at him, fury all over his body “You killed him.”
He smiled “You see… If I had, I would be gladly playing around with his head” he tightened his fists.
Thomas’ eyes widened, a small smile appeared in his lips “So he might not be dead”
“YOU TELL ME!” He punched him harder
“Ahhh” Thomas groaned “Me? You are the one who ordered someone to kill him!”
“And you hid him. WHERE?!”
Thomas eyes widened.
He took a deep breath.
The hope of his best friend being alive giving him strength.
He knew what was about to come.
Torture.
*at the little house, hidden in the forest*
Diana was almost falling asleep, she had extinguished every possibility of distracting herself. So she had now nothing to do.
However, as she was closing her eyes, she noticed the Prince disquiet in his sleep. She approached him, sitting next to him
“Hmmm” he moaned, moving.
“Prince…” Diana tried to wake him
“No…” he whispered “F-Father… No”
Her eyes widened. He was probably having some nightmare.
“Prince Robert” she caressed his face, he was still burning in fever.
After some seconds, he finally jumped awake, looking around before taking a deep breath “It is ok, Prince Robert.” Diana whispered “It was just a nightmare”
He kept breathing heavily as she looked at him, a concerned look in her eyes
He glanced at her “I am fine…” he whispered
“Right, I can see that” she smiled sarcastically
He looked at her, his eyes amazingly gorgeous in an intense stare “I owe you much” he whispered
She half smiled, looking down “You do not.”
“W-Why did you save me?” he asked
She looked at him “No one deserves something like this, Prince. I would not let the Queen kill you like that”
He smiled “I thought you hated me”
Her eyes widened “I never hated you”
He smiled “You saved my life” he reached for her hand.
Her heart skipped a beat when she felt his big, yet soft hand caressing hers. “I never got to know your name…” he whispered
She glanced at him, a smile on her lips “You remember that now? For how long do you know me?”
“Long enough for you to know I am a big idiot, sometimes”
She chuckled, looking down.
Their hands still touching
“Diana…”
His eyes seemed to lighten “Diana”
She closed her eyes. The way his voice spoke her name sounded so… wonderful
He tightened his grip on her hand, making her look at him “That is a goddess name, Diana” He whispered
She could not help herself, she blushed intensely at his words.
He smiled “Thank you for saving my life, Diana” he whispered in a deep voice, pushing her hand to give her a kiss “and forget the Prince. You have always told me I was not your prince”
“You are not” she chuckled, her cheeks still red
He smiled “Then it is just Robert”
She softly nodded, almost incapable of letting her hand go of his.
Damn this man.
And damn the effect he was having on her.
Making her feel like she never felt before.
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