CHASE.
I paced through the hallway of the royal section of the hospital, my heart pounding in my chest and my entire body on fire. I couldn't feel any other emotion but anger, and I had no idea who I was angry at.
This was not a situation to be angry, yet I couldn't stop being angry at myself for not being able to protect Zara.
It felt like deja vu, pacing this familiar hospital hallway, taking in the scent and waiting for the doctor's verdict. It was the same way I'd paced the hallway years ago, in hope that mum would miraculously be well and come back to the palace with me.
I tried to shake the feeling of inadequacy that had heavily settled upon my shoulders, but I couldn't for the life of me. I was suddenly back to being just a boy who was praying that their loved one in that war
