The Rogue Prince

CHAPTER 4

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"Your majesty." Jeremiah walked into the throne room and bowed.

"Jeremiah, what brings you here?" he smiled upon see the face of his old friend.

"I bring good news, Sire. But I'm afraid I have to speak to you alone." He said looking at the court advisors suspiciously.

"Okay, very well. You may leave us." He gestured them to leave the throne room.

"Now tell me this good news, Jeremiah."

"Sire, it is good news but also very delicate. I've found a boy who shares the same blood type with your daughter." The king rose from his seat.

"are you absolutely sure" He asked anxiously.

"Yes Sire, I'm a hundred percent sure it's the same."

"Then this is indeed great news. but what's delicate about the matter?" he asked slowly approaching the physician.

"Sire, the boy is dying."

"Then save him, isn't that your job." He chuckled.

"I can save him, but he's lost a lot of blood so I'll need some of your daughter's blood about a pint or two."

"What if this doesn't go well, will it in anyway affect my daughter."

"Not entirely."

"Okay then, I trust that you will not fail me. You may send for her." He gave his permission and returned to his seat. "On your way out please do well to inform the council to come back here."

"Of course sire." He exited hurriedly and headed straight for the Knight barracks where the Prince and Princess have been having their Knighthood training.

"Lady Aloysia, I need you to come with me right away."

"Jeremiah, what is the matter?" she asked sweetly

"I don't have time to explain, it's a matter of life and death."

"Okay, lead the way." She followed Jeremiah all the way from the barracks to the hospital wing into the ward which the boy was receiving treatment.

"Who is this?" She asked anxiously

"Someone who could become very important in your life and I need you to save him, for you own sake."

"Okay, what should I do?"

"Wait." He smiled at her. "Nurse what's his status." He asked the short plump woman standing beside the boy and was checking his pulse.

"We're losing him, his pulse is very weak, if we don't perform the transfusion now he will die." She said trying not to panic.

"Okay." The physician was very calm, despite the stress the nurse was feeling. "Go and get me an extra bed from the next room right now." The physician began to set up, getting ready for the transfusion.

"Jeremiah, what are you going to do?" the nurse looked at him curiously as she wheeled the bed in.

"I am going to perform a direct transfusion from the donor to the patient."

"Has it ever been tried?"

"No, not that I know of. But I know what I'm doing."

"but do you think its wise since the donor is the King's daughter."

"Will you shut up and let me concentrate?" he glared at her, still remaining as calm as possible.

"My lady, please lie down."

"Is it going to hurt." She asked when she saw Jeremiah sterilizing the needle.

"Just a little bit, nothing a Knight can't handle." He grinned as he looked for her vein and pierced it with the needle. She winced a little and that was it. "Now I need you to remain as still as possible." He said as he connected a tube to the needle and her blood began to flow into the blood bag, which was also connected to another tube and a needle in the boy's wrist and the blood run down the tube into the boy's vein.

"There," he said when he completed his elaborate mechanism. "now we just wait for about an hour or two." He sat down solving some complicated calculations about the experimental treatment he was administering. One wrong calculation and both patients could die.

"Jeremiah, why me." The princess asked staring at the boy's face.

"Because you and this boy share a special blood type, one that no one in the empire has."

"So I take it this boy is not from this empire."

"No, I don't think so."

"What makes you say that?"

"He was found around the borders of Nevadour, by some knights and he was quickly rushed here, plus his clothes didn't resemble that of anyone from any of the other states." He said still focused on his calculations.

"How are you feeling?" The physician asked as he lifted his head from the book.

"So far, I'm okay."

"Okay, when you begin to feel a bit dizzy alert me."

"Sure."

"Jeremiah, the room is spinning." She said about two hours later.

"Okay." He stood up and rushed to her side and slowly removed the needle. "You have to rest." He felt her pulse and it was still strong. "Brunhilda, take her to the other room." He instructed the nurse.

"No. I'll stay here." She pleaded while staring at the boy's face.

"How is she doing?" The king stepped into the ward with his son a minute later.

"She's alright. Just resting."

"And the boy?"

"He'll make a full recovery, I can already feeling his pulse growing stronger."

"Good. Good. Can you send for the boy's parents I'll like to have a word with them"

"Sire, I don't think the boy has parents."

"He's an orphan?"

"We don't know for sure since he might not be from this empire."

"So where do you think he is from?"

"We don't know for sure but he was found on the borders of Nevadour, and these are the clothes he was wearing when he was brought in." Jeremiah showed Albrecht silk clothes to the King, they looked cheap, dirty and worn out, as if they had been worn for days.

"Okay. Let us wait for him to wake up then we'll find out for ourselves."

"Yes sire." he bowed as they left.