"WHERE'S the infirmary? Take me there!" Wulfric shouted at the woman. "Don't worry, Aster, I'll take you to the hospital right after. We'll just have to stabilize your condition."
Astrid looked up at the man carrying him. Wulfric's face was full of worry. His brows were furrowed. It seemed that he was angry yet Astrid could hear the panic in his voice.
He suddenly felt guilty. Although carrying him like this was a bit uncomfortable, he was a bit at fault for worrying the other. He didn't expect that Wulfric would actually react this violently. He should have probably given Wulfric a heads-up. But then again, if he did, then the effect would probably not be this great.
"Wulf, I'm fine. I'm only acting to get the queen off her seat," he said with a slight helpless smile.
