#Chapter 41 Owen’s dead!?
Arthur smiled sweetly at her as if he were in a dream then his eyes had rolled back into his skull and he collapsed. The full weight of him knocked her over as she screamed in panic.
“Arthur! Arthur? Are you okay? Say something!”
No matter how she screamed, he didn’t move. His eyes didn’t flutter. He seemed so still. If not for the rise and fall of his chest, Daphne would have thought he was dead.
“Daphne,” Blade said hoarsely, “Just calm down. He’s just tired.”
Daphne trembled, stroking his hair as Blade sighed and turned his head.
“We need to get out of here.”
“The village is closest.”
“It’s not in any state to treat injuries.” Blade said. Daphne shuddered thinking of the attack. “The castle is our best bet.”
She swallowed. Was it Arthur’s castle? Her heart clenched with grief. She’d forgotten her questions about his lineage in the flurry of battle, but they were surfacing now that there was no danger.
