"Luke?"
"George? What the fuck?" to say the man on top of him was suprised is an understatement. "Oh my God, let me take it out." he said refering to the knife in George's abdomen.
"No. You have to leave it. I'll bleed to dead if you don't." the brunette mentioned cringing his face. He forgot how much it hurt to have a knife inside him.
"I-I'm sorry. I didn't know it was you. Fuck, fuck, fuck. He is going to kill us. Fuck. FUCK!" Luke started panicking. He stood up and yelled at one of the man Dave was fighting. "SCHLATT! YOU STUPID FUCK. IT'S NOT THEM."
"What!?" the man yelled back.
"Fuck, George I'm so sorry. I swear I didn't meant to."
"You have to leave before he kills you." George was refering to his friend. "Just leave, I'll be fine."
"No, I can't."
"Luke, please." they heard a scream behind them. George tried to look at what was happening, but it only achieved to make him screech in pain. "Holy fuck!"
"You son of a bitch, I will fucking kill you." he heard Dave threatened as he started running towards them.
"Now. Leave now." George ordered with pleading eyes. Luke gave him one last look before standing up and running into the forest.
"COME HERE, YOU LITTLE BITCH!" the guard exclaimed before realizing that George was in worst shape than he had imagined. He kneeled at his friend's side and picked him up to place him in the wooden cart. George let out a groan from the pain. "We have to get to the castle know, but I will kill him. Hold on for me buddy. Please don't die, I'll get you there."
George wasn't able to respond. He let out a sigh before losing consciousness.
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Clay's POV
"Thanks Nikita, you can leave the tray in—"
The door of Clay's room popped open interrupting him. He was about to yell at the person who wouldn't let him finish, but they didn't give him a chance.
"Your Highness, I'm sorry to interrupt, but we need Niki." one of the guards mentioned running out of breath.
"Wilbur!" the maid reprimanded his friend.
"What the hell happened? You are interrup—" the blond prince tried to speak but he was cut off again.
"It's one of the advisors. He was stabbed in his way back from Barnesimere." The Prince was about to lose it, but he tried to remain calm.
"Go." he ordered the maid that stood there completely in shock. If he was being honest, he couldn't care less if his parent's advisor was stabbed. They could get another one. But he wasn't going to say that out loud.
The girl came out of her shock and ran towards the door. Before they were about to leave, Nick talked. "Wait, what happened?"
"The guards' headquarters. Go. I'll be right there." the guard spoke to his friend who left in a hurry. He turned to face the two princes. "One of the guards and an advisor went to Barnesimere to buy some things Prince Clayton asked for." Wilbur stated pointing at The Prince with a nod before he continued. "On their way home, they were attacked by four men. They managed to kill two of them, but the other two escaped. The advisor was stabbed, and that's why Dave didn't chase after the other two. He said that they were probably the same people who attacked Prince Mauro." the guard spat quickly.
"What? Are they alright? Wait, who was stabbed?" Nick asked with visible concern.
Clay knew the answer already, so he wasn't paying too much attention. He grabbed one of the cups the maid left on the tray and brought it to his lips.
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Limerence
FanfictionLimerence /ˈlimərəns/: the state of being infatuated or obsessed with another person, typically experienced involuntarily and characterized by a strong desire for reciprocation of one's feelings but not primarily for a sexual relationship. Roehighpo...