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Chapter 35 - Panicking won't solve a thing

Zamora P.O.V

Back at the castle, it's been two days since Zulia left with the Second and Third Prince, I'm a bit worried, on the other hand, I've been ignoring the First Prince, even though he awaits my response to easing eachother.

I already know my reply will be a No, but how can I bring myself to say so?.

A maid knocks on the door,the first Prince allows her to enter, she bows then proceeded,

"Prince Travis and Prince Cyrus has arrived but are critically injured"

"And have you called for the royal doctor?"

"Yes My Prince" she bows then walks away.

"Wait, what about Lia? is she okay?".

The maid turns "She is currently in Prince Travis room, she's the most injured apparently" she walks away.

The First Prince and I walked to Prince Travis room, I saw Lia resting on Prince Travis bed, she's as pale as ghost, her skin is dim and dull, her veins are more visible and most of all, her left hand looks burnt

I touched it but it has no crust, but it looks like she got burnt.

It's visibly burnt but not exactly burnt.

"Seems she got burnt by her own element" The royal doctor says.

"Her pulse is quite weakened and her body is as cold as ice but given the circumstances of her being an element bearer, she shall regain conciousness, this is a very common symptoms to the Princes when they uses their elemental energy, it drains their life force which weakens them"

I have no idea what he is talking about but all I did was nod like I understood.

Prince Travis is also injured but not compared to Zulia, he has a large cut on his back and little bruises all over.

"Prince's Travis will get better in a couple of days, his old wounds reopen and now he has new ones,but he certainly isn't in danger like this vile maid" The doctor says

Did he just call Zulia vile?.

"I thought I clearly warned you not to ever call her that?, do you think if she was a vile maid, I'll let her lay beside me on my bed?".

Prince Travis opens his eyes as he looks at the royal doctor with disdain.

"Ohh Prince Travis, i didn't realize you're awake—"

"You'll receive a letter of dismiss, you're unfit and worthless to be a royal doctor, now if you'll kindly get out of my presence" he gave a scornful look.

The doctor scurries away in fear.

"Seems you're not as injured as I imagined" The First Prince says to Prince Travis.

"I wouldn't mind you leaving also, I need some space".

The two of them discussed as I'm distracted, just seeing Zulia's body I'm reminded of Mother's lifeless body as she was stabbed as she tries to protect me.

" I already lost our parents, I can't lose you too" I smiled holding back my tears

"Lia is quite strong I'm sure she'll wake up soon" I said to myself trying to convince myself.

"And what about Cyrus?" The First Prince asked.

"He's in a good condition, he'll be fine soon, though he bashed his head on the wall and his back is... a bit, well all I can say is he would be fine after a while" Prince Travis answers.

"Don't worry, I'm sure he'll be back on his feet soon, his healing process is quite astounding, I'm sure before father's birthday he'll he fine". The First Prince says.

"So it's just one piece left" Prince Travis says

"Yes and by the look of things, it seems the last piece is a bit smaller than the others".

"Yes when I get better I'll find the other—".

"Don't rush, you should prioritize your health"

The First Prince says as he walks away, I followed him out

"I thought you and the Second Prince don't wholly interact much" .

"Well as things are right now, he's much desirable than the fourth Prince" he says.

He frowns at the mention of the fourth Prince, he walks into his room as I tagged behind.

I checked on Zulia a couple of times but she still hasn't awaken, I slowly paced around the First Prince room, I'm panicking and worried.

Prince Aragon held my wrist stopping me from pacing.

"I understand, you must be very worried about your sister" he stood up and pulls me closer to him.

"Panicking and pacing around won't solve a thing, you can cry or use me as a means of comfort".

"My Prince, if this is means to get close to me then—"

He drags me closer to him, and hugs me

"Don't misunderstand my intentions, I just want to comfort you" He hugs tightly then he pets my head gently.

"Your sister will be fine, trust me".

I really want to push him away, but this feels... quite comforting.