?The 12th
Dîsciplê??
(His Royal Majesty)
Season_2
Episode 15
By: Faith Lucky
Danica
I gasped when I felt something hard hit me on my tummy. It was cold at first, but in the next second,,all I felt was fire.
My heart skipped as I looked at the prince who’s eyes were glazing.
There was another gunshot, but I had no idea where it landed as I found myself sliding to the floor.
“Danica!!” I heard my name indistinctly, but my vision was too blur and my lips too weak. I couldn’t do a thing.
I had been shut – wounded. But by whom? Who could’ve done this to me, huh? Who did I ever offend?
“Danna?” I heard my name again.
There had been so much noise already, so many gunshots.
“My prince! Protect the prince!” I heard in my subconsciousness.
I felt a hand touch me and opening my eyes slowly, I discovered it was the prince.
“Danica…” His voice cracked. “Danica”.
I wanted to say something to him, ask him to help me, save me from what was going on, but my lips were too weak and I couldn’t move them.
He placed my head on his thighs and yelled: “get the car ready;”
And that was the last I remembered as I passed out.
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Nathan
“Get the car ready!!” I yelled as I held Danica in my arms as she bled uncontrollably.
She was shot; she was hurt. And it’s all because of me. I brought her here to the party.
I felt a cut in my heart when her eyes went close. No.
“Danica”. I shook her roughly.
“Hey; look at me. Look at me!”
There was no response from her and I almost lost kt. Almost lost it. But thankfully, the car arrived and I carried her up in my arms.
The securities were already running after the shooter, but my major focus at that moment was Danica. She was hurt.
I panted as I ran towards the car with her, into the backseat that had already been opened for me.
I settled there and ordered the driver to move immed and he did.
Oh,, dmn it!
Danica…
My heart broke when I looked at her. She was hurt; badly hurt. No! She was losing a lot of bl©©d.
Tears threatened to drop from my eyes, but I didn’t let them. Noway, I couldn’t let them drop.
As I held her in the moving car, I felt I was holding a treasure; something extremely important to me. I couldn’t let go of her.
I continued breathing heavily all through the drive, wishing we’d get to the hospital in no time.
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Hanuel
I returned home with my bags, feeling so tired – so tired, all I wanted to do was get on the bed and sleep.
“Danica?” I called tiredly.
I needed her to get me something to eat from the kitchen.
“Danica?” I called again, but there was no response.
Huh? Could she be asleep already?
I climbed feebly on the stairs and went to her room, but she wasn’t there. She wasn’t in the kitchen either. Where could she be?
And Kim – where’s Kim? Why’s none of them home?
It was so late already and Danica should be back from where ever it was she must’ve gone to. So, where was she?
I stood In bewilderment and shortly, I heard a knock from the sitting room and went down to check it out. Who could be knocking by this odd hour, anyway?
Well, considering how confused I was about my children’s whereabouts, I decided to risk it.
I opened the door and was shocked to see a royal guard in front of me.
Whaaaat???
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I ran into the hospital, my hand over my chest as I helplessly hyperventilated.
Danica…
Danica was shot.
My Danica was shot.
A million questions were running through my mind. So many questions.
What was she doing with the prince? How did she get shot? Why? And who was behind it?
How did it happen?
I had so many questions, but I couldn’t think straight or get any answers to them as the only thought on my mind was seeing Danica.
Oh! What has she done? What was she doing with the prince for heaven’s sake???
Whaaaat???
“I’m looking for my daughter. Please, my grand-daughter. They said she was shot”, I said anxiously to the receptionists who were a little surprised.
I had refused coming with the guard that had informed me. I didn’t want to be seen with any member of the royal family – never.
“Go that way, ma’am”, one of the nurses pointed to a particular direction and even before she finished up, I ran away towards it.
I got to the hallway and found the prince moving sitting on the floor, his head in his palms.
Whaaat?? I froze and stared at him.
This was true. It was so true. What connection does he have with Danica? What exactly? When did this even happen?
Oh, Danica. After all my warnings to you. How could you risk your life this way? How could you risk everything?
I slackened my steps towards him and probably noticing, he lifted his head to look at me.
I was shocked when I found tears in his eyes.
Where’s my daughter? What happened to her?
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