"MOVE!" I shouted carrying Seraphine in my arms into the building and up the stairs to my room.
"Crowned Prince?!"
Emile, my Commander of the Knights returned from his search, followed me.
"I need a maid! Bring some clothes in and dress her!" I shouted maids rushed inside my room while I exited in return so that they could properly clothe her. I felt anxious.
"Your highness, who was that?"
I paced back and forth restlessly worried that she's going to die of the fever. You can die from a fever right?
"Ha..." A hand roughly grabbed my shoulder and forcefully turned me towards them.
"GET A GRIP, YOUR HIGHNESS!" Emile shouted at my face I stared at him in shock my thoughts startled "you're like a father worried about their wife giving birth"
"..." I exhaled the breath that I didn't notice I was holding "thank you, Emile"
"No thanks necessary but who was that?"
"She's my-"
