Panic. Fear. They engulfed Raziah almost completely, and all she could do was run as she carried her friend into her arms. The palace was already close to the event center, and Raziah would immediately seek medical attention for Maria who was still barely awake from the shot.
"M..my princess..." Maria mumbled softly as more blood rushed out of the injury. She was getting paler with every ticking second, and her limp body in Raziah's arms only made the Princess more scared for her maid's life.
Just as Raziah was about to reach the palace, a hand came out of nowhere and pulled her, dragging her towards her right. Startled, Raziah was this close to kicking whoever it was away from her when Maria whispered again, "Fabia?"
"Yes, Maria," The Small woman wearing a red cloak replied in a hush. Seeing that Maria knew the woman, Raziah faced the woman properly as she kept on pulling her, "Can't you see she's wounded? Where are you taking me?"
