[Damien's POV]
She shook her head, wanting to stop me, but one second here and I'd pass out.
"I'd get treated in the royal clinic" I said, exhausted and jumping off the bed.
She was scared but then, I didn't want to pay attention to her, not yet.
"The doctor, what was the report?" I asked about adjusting my T-shirt which looks stained with mud now.
Dayla was behind me now as I needed my phone. To call her, did she run away again? For me to catch her?
"They haven't examined you yet, they wanted you to be conscious first" she reports, appearing in front of me and helping me to open the door.
"Who knows about this?" I asked weakly as I stepped outside with her.
"No one except me and Austin..."
"Dayla..." I whispered and then swallowed.
"Is she back in the palace?" I pressed on, trying to switch on the phone.
"No" she replied sharply as she held my free hand just so we could walk side by side.
