Trails of sweat travelled down Chance's face as he dazed out of the window, contemplating about his plan. The windows are open; the wind was so strong and seeing how it messes up his hair, wilding in his face. Proof of how rapid the carriage was.
'Shit, the carriage is going too fast. This is not safe for my body. Or rather, Charles's body.' he thought.
He will surely end up with broken bones if he continues to go through with his plan.
He glanced at the gorilla in secret then looked back again outside, 'I have no choice but to do it.' he thought.
If he gets to choose between having his bones broken or getting killed in a place that he does not even know where, he would choose the former.
He bit his lip, "Oh, King Charles, forgive me for this." he said, hoping that his message would be relayed to Charles in some way.
The Gorilla turned to the prince with a furrowed brow, "What are you muttering about?"
Chance widened his eyes and pretends to be shocked and confused as he stared out of the other window, "What the- is that Alec?!" he exclaimed while looking outside.
Hearing his words and seeing his reaction, the gorilla thought that they might have been followed. For a moment, he felt nervous to hear that Alec was there, Alec is a monster. 'Impossible, he already finished all of them?' he turned in incredulity to check if he had caught up with them.
But he turned to check, his brows furrowed in confusion as there was not a single figure behind them, or even at the sides. 'Where is he?' he thought.
Realization struck him and caused his eyes to widen, figuring out that the prince fooled him. He twisted his head back to the kidnapped prince, but was nowhere to be seen.
The door was swinging open as the carriage vibrates from the galloping of horses. "That son of a bitch jumped!" he shouted with rage.
He popped his head out, eventually did half of his body, to look for the prince behind them, but he could not find any trace of the Antares Crown prince. "I am going to kill him!" he roared.
"You are going to die by the hands of your master before you could kill him."
Surprised by the voice he heard, he looked around, but no one was there.
His long hair was wilding as the wind blew stronger because of how fast the carriage was going. The man grabbed the coach by the collar for him to hear, "Turn!" he commanded.
"S-sir?"
"I said turn the carriage around!"
"I am afraid I cannot do so, sir. The path..." he muttered.
The path that they were going along in was too narrow, making it hard for the large carriages to turn to the other direction. If they were to stop the horses, it would take a long while.
The Gorilla gritted his teeth, thinking of ways to kill the prince with his own hands.
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"Urghhh!" he grunted in pain as he finished rolling on the ground.
He stared at the branches of the trees blocking the view of the sky. He was breathing in and out heavily. Cannot believe what he had done.
Luckily, he was still alive, and took only a little damage.
He jumped and rolled over the soft ground of dirt, almost entering the forest. It was just at the side of the path, but he was fortunate that the Gorilla did not see him because of the tall grasses that were covering him.
"The damn thick coat of that gorilla saved me somehow." he said in relief.
It was still not the time to be relieved. He had to run and get away even farther. Even though he had escaped, in a bit the carriage could turn and capture him again.
He turned his body to the side and put both palms on the ground to get up. His entire body was sore. There were no wounds at all, but the jump and roll made his body hurt all over.
He took one step. It aches. Another. Left. Right. Slowly, one at a time.
He felt an uneasy music coming up in his head as his heartbeat grew faster; he was no longer taking one step at a time. His other foot was in pain from strain, no more slow step by step. He was limping his way straight out of there.
There was no time to look behind him, but he could feel a presence nearing in behind him. Did the gorilla followed him?
The ground vibrated, and it could only mean one thing. He could not hold back his curiosity anymore, so he looked behind, only to see that horses and carriages were going his way.
They were still very far from him, but Chance was nervous. Even though it was far, they are riding horses and carriages, so it would only take a moment before they capture him.
Before he even noticed it, he was running with all his might. His body has forgotten the pain and his brain just orders to just run as far as he could. The adrenaline has taken over just to help him escape.
He even built up the courage to jump off a fast carriage. He cannot let himself get caught now!
He heard another galloping of horses, but the sound was not coming behind him. The sound of the galloping was getting near, and he was sure that it was in front of him.
"Shit." he muttered. "Was one of her men guarding the back of the carriage?" he thought. That would be bad. That would mean they will corner him and he will not be able to escape. "Shit, shit." he continued to curse in panic, not stopping in his tracks.
What he dreaded has finally come.
One of them has caught up with him. Just in a bit, he will surely be captured.
He looked back and saw the Gorilla riding a horse on its way to him. He panicked and his mouth let out a curse again, "Fuck, poor horse."
He tried to run fast again, but he started feeling a sharp pain from his foot; he felt uneasy. As he turned, he saw the gorilla above him. The Gorilla has jumped off of his horse to tackle him.
Considering how large the size of the man, he will end up not being able to move for weeks.
He could not run any further and his feet was stuck on the ground and he could not move it from the pain.
He covered his head with crossed arms and waited.
But not a single touch of the Gorilla has gone through his body, "Eh?" he muttered.
He heard a loud thud near his feet. When he looked, his eyes slightly widened to see the Gorilla on the grounds with blood.
"Your Highness, Charles!"
He saw Sherin on the horse, a sword in her other hand with blood dripping on the tip of the blade. "Sherin!!" he shouted in relief. A smile formed on his lips as he felt safe now that Caliber's aide came to save him.
It scared him because he does not know how to fight, but now that Sherin, a knight who surely knows how to fight, is beside him for protection.
His heart has calmed down now, but he could definitely still feel the throbbing pain in his foot.
Sherin jumped down from the horse and examined the Crown Prince, "Are you alright, Your Highness? Did they harm you?" she asked in a worried tone.
"N-no..." he answered, a bit of a lie. "But my..." he muttered and looked down at his foot, in which Sherin looked at. His foot was in no condition to continue walking. Just by moving it will cause pain.
"Stay here." Sherin said, and she dashed to fight with the men near the two of them.
The other carriages have not yet arrived, but she knocked down the enemies with her sword with the scabbard still there. She was too focused on fighting that she has gone meters apart from the Crown Prince.
"Shit!" she cussed.
She knocked down one last enemy and glanced at Prince Charles.
"Your highness, watch out!" she yelled, which alerted Chance and saw a man about to stab him.
The female aide made it in time before the blade touched Chance and shielded him with her body.
"Sherin!" Chance shouted in surprise when he saw the man's blade stabbed Sherin. "Oh Goddess, oh no, Sherin!" he panicked when he saw blood on his hands, coming from Sherin.
Sherin protected him, the blade was for him and yet, Sherin took the blow.
It is a knight's duty to protect the people and the royalty.
Until the end.