ROYALS

[10] Soak

"Zach!", Jonah called out, knocking harder on the wooden door. The prince was worried, his fiancé hadn't come out since they last spoke - three days before. As far as Prince Jonah knew, Zachary hadn't eaten at all the last 72, maybe even more than that, hours ago. "Open the door, Zach." He said, opening the door. He was startled when he saw that the younger boy wasn't there. "Zach? Zach!" Jonah yelled, walking further into the room. He slowly walked towards the bathroom door, opening it. He gasped, his hand covering his mouth as his eyes traveled over the naked, bloody body of his fiancé. "Oh my god, Zach!" He cried, rushing to his side. He quickly checked the brunette's pulse, letting out a small breath of relief when he felt it beat faintly. He then proceeded to look at his wounds. It looked like he had been clawed at by long nails, being scraped on his back and arms, a little blood dripping down into the water from the wounds. Jonah's gaze then shifted onto his wrists. They were cut, though they didn't seem fatal. He let out a small sigh, before looking at the rest of his body. He had an extremely bad looking black eye and what seemed like a twisted ankle. Jonah inhaled sharply, grabbing a blanket and tucking Zach in. He let his tears spill over his cheeks as he picked the smaller boy up, holding him bridal-style as he ran towards the servants' rooms. "Hello?" He called out, the panic washing over him. He realized, dinner was probably being served, so he ran towards the dining hall. He threw the doors open by force, and burst ex into the room. The king and queen looked up at him accusingly, before they saw Zach. Jonah could've sworn, that the queen smiled before starting to cry dramatically. He shook his head while the king ran towards them, yelling for servants to come help them. "Oh god, my little boy." He mumbled, tears welling up in his eyes as he took a shaky breath. He looked up at Jonah with a stern expression. "Thank you, Prince Jonah." He swiftly grabbed Zach out of Jonah's arms, before walking towards the servants. Queen Clara walked towards Jonah, "you shouldn't be in my son's room." She said. Jonah glared at her, "I'm sorry, but he's my fiancé. And — wait..." He cut himself off, eyes widening as he continued to speak after the small pause. "How would you know that I found him in his room?" He asked, raising an eyebrow with a scowl. "I — I took a wild guess. He was only covered with a blanket, after all." She hurried after the king, starting to fake sob as she walked. Jonah stared after her, crossing his arms. His brows furrowed as he made his way to his room, thinking of the situation. He laid down on his bed, staring at the ceiling. 'Zach always seems uncomfortable around the queen, and she seemed to know that he was in his room. Could ... Could she have done this? Could she have ... raped and attempted to murder him?' He shut his eyes, letting out a breath. 'I have to find out.'

Whoop, could queen Clara have done it?
What if she didn't?
Did Zach try commit suicide?

FIND OUT IN THE NEXT CHAPTER HAHA!!!!1!

Sorry for late update btw ::::(