Chapter 9
Elizabeth's P.V.
"I think she's awake," the man said as he climbed up to get into the cart.
"The drugs should have wore off by now," a different man said outside the cart.
He was definitely not a Holy Knight. For the looks of it, he was just a normal person.
"That man is probably a bounty hunter." Elizabeth thought as the Holy Knight approached her.
"Princess," the Holy Knight said. "My name is Gilthunde and I'm taking you back to the castle. The king and your sisters have been worried sick about you."
"No! I'm not going back there!"
"Just listen to me. The king is desperate to find you his has been so worried about you that he's barely sleeping and his health has gotten worse."
"What? You can't be serious. You're lying to me!" Elizabeth says to him, about to cry.
"It is true," Gilthunde says to her. "If you behave, I'll let you sit with the two of us in the front of the cart."
"Fine," Elizabeth says in a low voice.
Was it my fault father is sick? Elizabeth thinks to herself.
"Hey?" Gilthunde says. "Are you ok?"
"I can't get up," Elizabeth says in a quiet tone.
"Do you mind if I carry you, Princess?"
Elizabeth shakes her head and Gilthunde picks her up and carries her to the front of the cart.
"You can start back up to the castle, Jude," Gilthunde says.