Eduardo couldn't recall much of what he had done after he was informed that the dowager was awake. All he could remember was running as fast as his legs could carry him, darting past several stunned people as they dived out of the way.
The last time he had run that much just to see the dowager, was several years ago before he had lost his father. It was one of those moments he had cherished. And even more so, when his life hadn't become a jumbled mess of political lies and deceits.
As soon as he had stepped into the palace gates, with his hand still holding Regina's, Eduardo didn't pause or even care one bit about the injury on his shoulder. He recalled how his main focus was to get to the eastern wing of the palace and see his grandmother.
"You need to get treated. You are bleeding to
