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BRANDON and I headed upstairs with the woman named Katarina on Brandon's shoulder. We were greeted by Marco, who's been walking back and forth in front of the hidden door.
"You're bleeding!" he shouted with his eyes widened before running towards me. "Merda! Let's go to the hospital!" he said before looking around. "You i***t, call an ambulance!" he yelled the guard who was with us downstairs a while ago.
"I'm okay. It wasn't too deep. I can stitch it on my own. I need anesthesia and some needles. You have a clinic inside your castle, right?"
"No! We're going to the hospital!" he insisted.
"Your Grace..." I called him, but he didn't seem to notice.
"You, what are you standing there? I told you to call an ambu—"
"Marco! I said I'm fine!" I yelled at him to calm him down.
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