Her Unwanted Mate On The Throne novel Chapter 131

Chapter 131 So much sickness

Just a few hours left before Doris became a maid again, wasn’t it? It all became a giant blur as they mounted their horses again and took off into the growing winds. An unsettling feeling shifted in her stomach, more than it had before. Perhaps it was due to the fact that they were closer than before, another half day or so and they’d be there. 4

The ride was silent and not as urgent, as if all of the energy had dissolved long ago and they were left with the anticipation. They rode the horses in a normal gallop through the snow rather than push them as they had been before. The fog had grown so much, she almost couldn’t see some of the guards that had ridden ahead.

A shape blocked their path up ahead, they all slowed to a stop right before it. Doris squinted her eyes and saw that it looked like a man bundled up-but that couldn’t be so. He would have been frozen to death and she did not need to see another dead body. One of the rogues slid off their horse and went to see what it was.

As soon as he touched the shape, it moved. The man rolled to his side and sat up quickly as if he was startled. He looked… deathly. His skin was tinted an awful grey and sickly color and he could barely open his eyes all the way. Doris tightened her grip on William. What happened to this man? Was he stuck out here in the cold?

“Help… help me.” The man coughed. He tried to stand, but he collapsed on his knees again. Enzo slid off his horse instantly to go help. She felt another uneasy feeling sink in her stomach.

“What happened?” Enzo asked. Doris had to strain just to hear him say anything over the sounds of wind. It was starting to make her eyes water.

“I… the whole village, we’re sick. Something came over us all and we have all fallen ill” He coughed. “I went to get help from the lords nearby, but got lost and couldn’t make it another step.”

William tensed under Doris’ grasp. “The whole village?” He called. The man looked over at William and his eyes widened a little. He nodded eagerly as if he recognized him, perhaps he did.

“Y-yes. We’ve all gotten sick.” He stammered, his entire body started to tremble.

Doris knew exactly what William was thinking. The plague had already gotten here from the palace—how was that so?

“Please, we need help.” He coughed again and tried to get closer to William. His guard gripped his shoulder and pulled him back a bit.

“We don’t have time to pass—“

“Please!” He begged. The rogues and guards shared a few uneasy glances.

Enzo cleared his through and motioned for one of his men to come closer. They surrounded William’s horse and lowered their voices. “We need to see if we can at least help this man and villagers.”

“We don’t have time—“ William started. “How will the rogues trust you if they heard you didn’t even try to help?” Enzo said quietly. He gave him a look that made Doris nervous. The last thing they needed was for William to get angry.

“I don’t think this is a wise—“ William inhaled and exhaled slowly. “Alright. We will pass through and see if we can help. But we can not linger, we have to get back on the road soon.”

“We can at least give them a half day of our time.” Enzo clapped William on the knee and turned back to the man who looked as if he was going to pass out any second.

“We will take you back to the village and see if there’s anything we can do to help you.” Enzo said. He gestured to two of his guards to help the man on the horse as he crawled up on his own. The man repeated his grateful praises the whole ride to his village.

They went off the road and opposite of where they were meant to be heading. It didn’t take long for Doris to see a bit of a small village up ahead in another camp style that reminded her of Enzo’s. This one was about half the size of his own. 1

The fog was still heavy and thick, she couldn’t tell if there were any people outside or if they were all inside. They came to a stop at the stables, William slid off and helped Doris before he followed Enzo. His shoulders were tense with his inner rage wanting to come out, but surprisingly he managed to contain himself. Perhaps he was already back into his role as prince and wanted to make it stick.