The Crown Prince kept staring at the tiny figure on his embrace as he ran towards his own room instead of handing her over to her father, the duke.
"Brayden, call the doctor."
He ordered his aid to call the royal doctor and Brayden left on the half away to do his task.
The crown prince felt her body getting colder and he ran fast towards his room with her on his embrace.
He kicked open the door of his room as he immediately laid her down on his bed and tucked her under the blanket.
She was looking white like a dead person and freezing like ice.
'Why is she like this?'
The crown prince thought as he took off his gloves and puts his hand over her forehead.
It was really cold.
'Is it because she had fall into the lake accidentally because of me?'
He frowned at that thought as he took out another blanket to cover her, so that she feels warm.
He tucked a few curls of her silver hair which was covering her face behind her ears in a hesitation.
Her reaction was too much.
