When I Found You [AU] Blackmadhi

chapter XII

Nahyuta POV

[TIMESKIP]

Simon and I were running all through the kingdom to go to clinic. Simon was a long ways behind me heaving like he ran some kind of marathon. I could hear his dark clunky boots pursue me as he occasionally yelled, 

"Nahyuta please wait!" 

We presumably went around for around ten minutes till we arrived at the royal infirmary. Simon and I stopped at the entryways as we both attempted to catch our breath. I took overwhelming breaths and Simon was essentially choking on the air that entered his lungs. 

Sweat was trickling from the dark haired panda's face as he bends over clasping to a close by pole. 

Was he was actually this horrible at running? 

After we could at last inhale somewhat regularly I pushed the door for the infirmary. The medics of the kingdom were dissipated wherever hurrying back and forth down the pearly white flooring. 

Not long after Simon followed behind and put his hand on my shoulder, It nearly startled me that I was about to punch the man. I sighed a breath of relief as Simon spoke,

 "Hey... Did you make sense of what's happening?" 

I shake my head and he grumbles. 

Why would he be so upset? 

I mean it's only natural that I would be upset, yet why some commoner who despises royals? A couple of days back he said he despised sovereignty, however now his entire mentality towards us has been changed. 

I shake of the pointless questioning that occupied my mind and search for a medic to help me to understand what is happening. I go to take a gander at Simon, however he wasn't behind me.

 O' Holy Mother, where did that blockhead go?

 I glance around frantically for a tall man with long wavy dark hair and a white patch of hair on his bangs, yet I don't see anybody of the sort.

 I hope he wasn't arrested or harmed... Gracious, where is that filty sin of a man? 

Worry fills my mind as my breath gets hurried. Why do I have to be a mess at this moment. Out of all days I could be a mess the Holy Mother picked today. 

I grip my abdomen where my injury was and my clothing began dousing with blood, my wound had opened up. Why of all days does this transpire. 

My life is a complete disaster... 

Blood soaks up my shirt and starts trickling into my hand. 

The red irony liquid streams into my palm and onto the floor. Blood isn't my issue at the moment, I have to find Simon and I have to make sure my mom is alive. 

Numerous medics run towards me, however I pretend to ignore them and I walk away. 

"Prince Nahyuta, you mustn't continue moving around or the injury will tear open much more!" 

I overlook all the distraught nurses and continue looking around. 

"Prince Nahyuta, it would be ideal if you stop this nonsense and let us help you!" 

One of the nurses shouts. A little blood loss is nothing, and I can allow myself to get repaired later. My wounds pose no significance at this moment. 

The medics continue following after me and I realized I wasn't going to go anywhere by disregarding them so I halted and went to confront them. 

They all squealed like little pigs when the blood keeps on dribbling. Aren't you all supposed to be medics, a little blood shouldn't unnerve you. I groan as I feel the around the tearing of the injury on my abdomen and the pigs squeal again.