Amelia told her chauffeur to try the first hospital that came to her mind. It was the closest to the accident site and the best hospital in the city. It was likely where the ambulance took the prince.
It was a few minutes drives from Eida's apartment, but it would at least give her friend a few more minutes to rest before she learned about the accident.
"Thanks." She told her driver. If it had been just her, she would not be able to bring Eida down from her apartment and into the car.
Showering her and putting her into her clothes were already a struggle, but carrying her would be too much. She was like a big baby incapable of doing anything on her own.
Eida had automatically passed out in the car as soon as her back hit the backrest. It was not a surprise since she almost emptied the bottle of wine she had taken from her.
"Is there still traffic in the vicinity?" She asked the driver, remembering the earlier incident.
