《Enamoured》Original Edition: Chapter 5
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and tried to find another way to dig further, I walked home again with Vladimir to pick up some stuff before I permanently lived in the Palace. Of course, Brad and Joseph were on tails whilst Pete had asked Scarlet to stay. Probably telling her how wrong it was to get into The Archives without the level of clearance needed let alone bringing companies in the process. He most definitely regretted taking her before which caused her to know the passcode in the first place. Whatever it was, Pete's face gave away nothing and Scarlet didn't look nervous or scared either.
Brad and Joseph had gotten it easy as they told Pete that they had tried to prevent Scarlet from doing so. Though if you asked me, what they'd done was just asking her with a small voice 'are you sure about this?' before backing down under her glare. So much for a warning, huh?
"I'm so tired, do I really have to move to the palace now?" I said to no one in particular but Joseph picked it up and answered, "Yes. It's for your own safety, Lady Stavros." After the shooting and his absence during the incident, he has been acting very protective of me. I didn't know if it was guilt or a sense of duty, whatever it was it kinda ticked me off. I liked the quiet Joseph better, not the one who kept arguing for the sake of my safety.
And I wasn't fond of the new nickname either. "Can you not call me Lady or Stavros?" I stopped and turned to him who was walking right behind us. Like always, Brad took the lead and walked in front whilst Joseph took the back. Most of the onlookers thought that I was some kind of Royal with two bodyguards when I wasn't. Technically, I was but not until a few days ago I had been a regular, living a normal life without having people older than me calling me Lady.
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Eyes ahead, he answered me with a voice that showed no emotion. "No. It's your birthright to have the salutation." I grunted and was about to punch him in his fucking face when Vlad caught my hand and squeezed it.
Don't do it. You'll attract unneeded attention. [V]
Vlad gave me a pointed look and I unwillingly nodded as I let out a sigh. Brad had stopped too and was now standing behind me. Turning my head to him, I narrowed my eyes. "What about you? Can you stop calling me Lady Stavros?"
Brad's blue eyes glinted as his brows rose. "Not a problem. Do you want me to call you Camibear or Camilove?" I rolled my eyes at him and gave him an annoyed look though inside I was glad he didn't change the way Joseph did. He was still the fun ol' Brad.
I packed my stuff in less than fifteen minutes because I didn't really unpack my luggage when I'd first come here. I didn't hang my clothes or anything. Just like what I always did, I'd simply dumped all of it into the drawer before and now I dumped them back into my luggage.
A woman named Fidelia greeted me and showed me the way to my new prison cell or what they'd like to call my chamber. It was located in the west wing whilst the Queen and her family had the east. I guess that put enough distance so there wouldn't be an awkward run-in. I was in awe the first time Fidelia opened the door as the room was so huge I could hold a football match there.
Brad and Joseph had left to meet the Royal Palace Guard Leader to arrange guarding details or whatever it was. They had put my luggage in the middle of the room. I was not in the mood for unpacking so I simply left it be and jumped on the bed. In minutes, the exhaustion took over me as I fell into a deep somber.
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I felt the pain right after I heard the shot. It was suffocating and my mouth was gasping for air. Who knew that getting shot felt like there was something burning inside? I held my hand close to my chest as hot tears swarmed all over my cheeks. I don't want to die, not now!
Funny how you appreciated life more when it was taken away from you. Holding to dear life felt like holding sands inside your fist and trying so hard not to let them slip through your fingers. I gritted my teeth and tried to stay awake as I started to hear voices around me.
"It's too late, she lost so much blood."
"We must save her! She's important!"
"No, we must consult The Queen first! Remember, only she could decide!"
"Fuck that! We're going to lose her if we have to wait any longer! It fucking hit her heart!!! She needs to be in the operation room now!"
With that, I felt my body was being moved away. Lights made me feel dizzy and I finally gave in as I lost my consciousness.
There were two hands, two small but strong hands gripping my shoulder right now. Shaking me till I feel my body ached. What the hell is happening? I tried to ignore it at first but it was getting quite annoying. Using my own hands, I tried to shove those hands away. Fuck off!!!
"Wake up!" There was an unfamiliar voice yelling at me. And I forced my eyes to open but my eyelids felt so damn heavy. "Wake up, please!" The voice kept bugging the fuck out of me.
Pulling my last strength, I was finally able to open my eyes only to meet with a pair of dark eyes, looking at me intensely with so much eagerness and a glint of mischievousness.
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