King Khalil's Doll

Chapter 30: Crying

Prince Khalil's heart was now pounding severally, he had a lady in his arms, and she was semi-conscious.

What he could not understand is the degree of pain that must have shot through Crystal, making her feel weak. As he stared at her, his mind was literally racing.

When he had held the slippers in her hands, he thought that she had the world in her hands, it is obvious, but why then didn't she wear it to dinner is what he can barely wrap his mind around.

"How couldn't I have noticed that Crystal wasn't wearing her shoes? am I even for real? why did she even leave without her slippers then?" several questions shot through the prince's mind.

His frustration was clear, and as he carried the lady effortlessly in his arms, she lightly whimpered.

"Where are we going to?" Khalil heard her little voice ask.

His heart warmed up immediately, it was like something he had never seen before, his thoughts were crazy, and as he thought of a reply to give her, he finally settled for the truth.

"To your room, you need to be taken care of," he announced.

Crystal's heart started racing immediately, the words that penetrated her ears didn't seem to belong to her, and as she started at prince Khalil, she asked her lower lip quivering.

"My room? is it that ugly dungeon? or the beautiful room I occupied minutes back," she inquired searching his face.

Crystal felt stupid for asking such questions, like who the hell is she to question him severally like that? he can't even think about it, it is bizarre.

Prince Khalil noticed Crystal's uneasiness, and although she had not complained about the fact that she was clutched in his grip, he eyed her wishing she would at least drop a comment on that part of her life.

Heaving a sigh that seemed to have been clutched in Khalil's chest, he made up his mind to talk to him about it. This is important, and anything that is of knowledge to the lady in his arms, he would try his best to amend his ways, this is the only good thing he can do right now.

"To your room__ that is the one you occupied this evening. It belongs to you, and when we arrive there, you will be taken care of okay?" Khalil questioned raising his right brow waiting for a reply.

Unfortunately, Crystal was unable to produce a reply for him. Instead, she nodded her head firmly as she brushed her eyes towards the left side, feeling how prince Khalil carried her in his arms, walking with her upstairs.

As prince Khalil carried Crystal in his arms, he felt as if he had paper in his arms instead of a lady. That is ridiculous, and he made sure that nothing comes to his mind as a mockery, he didn't want to chortle because it is evident that It will mean that he is disrespecting her, whereas, that is not the case. In fact, it is far from being that case.

Prince Khalil arrived at the door, and with the help of Crystal who slightly pushed the door, he made his entrance into the room. Just like they had left it a while ago, it was still in a disorganized manner, with everything just littered on the ground.

He doesn't even know why he is carrying Crystal, but there is one sense of establishment he feels right now after helping her out. As he thought about it, the reason he might have forgotten for a brief second appeared In his mind.

'That is because her legs were wobbling, and could barely carry her__ i***t!' his mind shot at him abusing him.

As he thought about the reason and how he had insulted himself, his face suddenly became a line of grievances, he hated the fact that he had belittled himself just like that, and as a solution, he decided to shove those thoughts away from his mind.

"What is funny? and please, can you put me on the bed, I think I have overstressed you a lot," Crystal shot.

Her voice was petite in such a way that if she was not in Khalil's arms he would never have heard what he just said, and that is weird, more than anyone can even think about it.

"Overstressed me is an understatement, but I don't mind. Beside, am I complaining?" prince Khalil asked staring at the lady in his arms.

As if obeying bet commands, Khalil walked towards the bed and gently placed the lady on the bed This caused her to wriggle her face In pain for a minute. The pain is alarming, and it is more than what he has ever seen in his entire life.

Sighing, Prince Khalil stirred at Crystal, trying to tell her what might be funny, even though he knows that he didn't laugh.

Who knows, maybe Crystal might be overreacting because of stress, she is tired and needs rest. But now, the broken glasses in her leg might be something else he can barely think about it.

"Well, I think the fact that your wobbly legs couldn't carry you for a second till I had to assist you. Lucky enough I am around, who knows, you might have fallen into a deep s**t when you would have probably collapsed on the rest of the broken pieces of glass on the outside. Holy crap! who knows, maybe I can never forgive myself if that would have happened to you," Khalil muttered.

This is actually the truth that he is talking about, and just thinking about these things is enough to make her mind go crazy.

Sighing, prince Khalil walked down from the big comfortable bed he just placed Crystal on it.

The looks on her eyes were filled with confusion, there is no doubt that she has several questions to ask, but lacks the stamina to do so, I wonder why, but then, it is normal, she might just purse her lips to death.

Prince Khalil had his own plans in his mind, he needs to look for a physician to check on Crystal, and the need for one is alarming since the lady needs it with immediate effect. Now that Crystal had asked about that, he knows that he can't keep he in the dark in this kind of awkward manner, but then, that doesn't mean she will run away, no, instead, she will stay on the bed because she can't walk.

Khalid kind of wondered why on Earth the lady will jump on two feet on the ground just because she wants to walk away from him. Like seriously, this is uncalled for, just thinking about it is so damn weird.

Sighing, Khalil hesitated to leave especially when he had been asked a question, she is going to see it as some sort of disrespect to him, particularly because of the fact that that he hasn't replied to her. Well, this is just a simple reply to give her and sweep the whole event aside.

Sitting at the edge of the bed where Crystal's legs were, he grabbed one at a time as he tried his best to check her wounds.

As he glanced at it, Khalil's eyes widened at once. It showed that she was in shock, and the evidence was clear because his face portrayed that image so much.

"What is... please, can you tell me what you see?" Crystal asked in a shaky voice.

She needs to know what Khalil is seeing, even if it is just a glimpse, it is important for her to know what is going on there, and the earlier she knows about that, the better it will be for her.

"Tell me, please tell me," Crystal urged, trying to twist her legs away from Khalil's own so that she can see it herself.

As planned, it didn't work. She couldn't even see her legs from the distance where she is, and thinking about it is enough to make her feel better. The frustration that clouded Crystal's mind is evident, she creased her forehead wanting to know what is going on too, but there is no way for her, practically no way.

For Crystal, she thought seeing her leg meant that she hAs cured the wounds there, but it is far from what she doesn't even know. Instead, Prince Khalil has seen the truth and is only trying to protect her, not wanting her to see what he has seen for himself.

Crystal has every right to cry because she had not stepped on the broken pieces of the plate, but then, the particles had entered her leg. This is the reason why she felt so much pain, and explaining issues to her might be complicated. He doesn't even know where to start.

By now, prince Khalil thought that the blood oozing out from her soft legs would be over by now, but that was a fat lie, instead, the blood poured out, but now like a torrent or waterfall, and the breakable plate's particles shone from the outside as their sharp edges gloomed the surface.