USHER'S POV
"Is she alive?" The King demands impatiently.
The maid's answer may give me an heart attack. I have never anticipated for something so anxiously. I am going to find out myself if she doesn't give us an answer immediately.
"I only saw them rushing through the gate carrying her. I don't know if she is alive or dead." The i***t finally answers.
The King dashes out of the room, I run out as well.
My heart is beating so hard that it is interfering with my balance.
I follow the King to the balcony where there is a clear view of the ground below. A smile curves on my lips at the sight of the bloody figure being carried towards the palace by soldiers.
Looks like the messenger didn't get there in time, just like I expected.
Though they are not dragging her like they did
