Exactly at that moment, his eyes closed and his hand fell limply beside him.
Greyson felt that his breath was shallow and started running with him towards the infirmary. It was no easy task as the prince was heavy, and Someone had to assist him with it.
Though, it was already late into the night, the fortress seemed alive as people tried to see what was happening and who was being hurried to the infirmary.
Once they found out it was the prince, they became even more interested in what was happening.
Greyson kicked open the door to the infirmary, his sudden entrance gaining the attention of all the healers at once.
"Please, help." He breathed out, dropping Damien on the nearest available bed.
