Night deepened. A deathly silence hung heavy in the air.
The soldiers found random spots and sprawled out to rest
They were starving, exhausted, and desperate.
Priscilla was famished, her stomach growling, and had come begging Waldo for food twice.
Under Hughie’s furious glare, Waldo handed her the very last plece of flatbread Hughie had been carrying
“That was for His Highness” Hughie snapped, his voice trembling with anger. He hadn’t even allowed himself a single bite
“Tu just… take a little.” Priscilla said weakly, her stomach growling “I’ll save some for Waldo.”
Only someone who had gone two whole days without a single bite could ever understand this kind of hunger
“At this rate, I’d even eat grassi Priscilla thought, her desperation mounting,
Priscilla devoured most of the flatbread, then split the remaining piece in two. Gently holding one half, she brought it to Waldo’s lips.
Priscila pleaded, her voice trembling with worry, “Waldo, please eat something. If you don’t keep your strength up, you won’t make it.”
Waldo was in no state to eat anything
His entire body ached with waves of fever and chills, his consciousness fading in and out.
Priscilla brought the flatbread to Waldo’s lips, but he couldn’t even manage a mouthful.
Priscilla’s heart twisted at the sight of Waldo’s ghostly pallor. “Waldo, please eat something now. You won’t last if you don’t
Hughie watched from the side, seething with frustration and heartache. He pleaded, his voice thick with emotion, “Miss, please leave the flatbread here. His Highness will eat it when he feels better.”
The soldiers had nothing left to eat. The Stone Forest was littered with jagged rocks, with barely a few scraply weeds in sight. if they didn’t find something soon, they wouldn’t even have roots left to chew on.
They thought, ‘His Highness was right. Reinforcements will come. But when? And will they really make it through in time?
‘If even His Highness is trapped here, who else could possibly break through the rebels‘ ambush and come to our rescue?”
The men hung their heads in despair.
Their spirits were as dark as the sky overhead.
Darkness thickened overhead.
Aher midnight, the temperature in the Stone Forest plunged even lower, the cold seeping into their bones.
Hughie desperately wiped the sweat from his brow, “His Highness is burning up. Does anyone here know medicine?”
Hughie called out several times, but none of the soldiers dared to step forward
They were just regular soldiers. None of the knew about medicine.
Besides, if an amateur tried to treat Walds and something went wrong, it’d mean execution for them.
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Chapter 159
Hughin knelt beside Waldo, watching in growing horror as his consciousness grew increasingly clouded, slipping into semi cons two arrow wounds, his hands began to tremble oncontrollably.
If they didn’t pull the arrows out right now, he’d die for sure.
But pulling the arrows out could kill him.
Hughie’s hand shook even harder.
Priscilla clutched Waldo’s hand and glared at Hughie. She cried desperately, “Do something! If you don’t says Waldo now, he’ll dist Are you trying to kill
Hughie ignored her, h
gaze locked on the two arrows embedded in Waldo’s body, his chest heaving with ragged breaths
Pulling out the arrows could very we kill Waldo.
Hughie thought desperately, ‘But if I don’t pull them out, His Highness won’t live to
o see the reinforcements!”
Hughie’s trembling hand hovered over Waldo’s body, stopping just an inch from the arrow embedded in his abdomen. Yet he couldn’t bring himself to act, paralyzed by fear.
“Hurry up!” Priscilla instantly realized what he was about to do and pressed him, her tone urgent. “Just do it already if anything happens to Waldo, 178 make you pay!”
