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Feeling a sense of relief wash over her when she had heard they had called an ambulance for Caspain already, it meant he should be okay and at least he could be free of this nightmare. Caspain would have access to the best medicines they could offer, fixing him up with no problem and relieving all the pain. It was a small victory, she had managed to get him out and away from Ethan, her father and the rebellion in general that called for his death. Somehow, they had made it, luck had definitely been on his side when it had come to the escape and she only hoped this would at least make up for her actions. Though deep down she could still feel the guilt of kidnapping him in the first place, had she not have done that he wouldn’t be hurt like this and as much as she wished she could take it all back. She couldn’t.

Maybe they’ll be merciful with a quick death. A dark thought crossed her mind as she already feared the worst, the gun was still trained on her, so she highly doubted they were about to let her go. Even with Caspain ordering it she didn’t think they would allow her to just go to his home, where his father was when her identity had been revealed as a member of the rebellion. No doubt they knew who her father was and there was no way she would be setting foot in his home.

There it was the confirmation that his father had already given out orders when it came to her arrest, well the rebels in general and of course she was there that night. She had orchestrated it all and she was the reason he was in this state in the first place and wounded as bad as he was. It was strange because she felt numb, like she wasn’t really registering what was happening around her as she kept her hands upright showing them there was no threat. What could she do anyway? If she were to run, they’d catch her or shoot her, and she didn’t have the energy for anything like that.

The other guard had stepped forward and restrained Iris pulling her arms roughly behind her back handcuffs being pulled from his belt as he cuffed her wrists together tightly. Orders were orders and the Kings superseded the Princes and who knew, the Prince was heavily injured and might not know what he was saying. The guard had many thoughts on the matter about what could have happened, but he kept his mouth shut more because he wanted to impress Jacob and saying something stupid would look bad on him. “Sir, suspect restrained.”

Suspect… yes. I suppose it’s fitting. Should have called me a traitor. Well at least Caspain will be alright, he will get better. Maybe he will look at helping the districts. He has seen it now… he is a good person. Thoughts began to circulate as she didn’t have the strength to speak up, colour had drained from her face and it was hard not to feel a little frightened with what was to come. A part of her wanted to talk to her father one last time, even if it was just a goodbye it had some sort of closure. Iris had resigned herself to thinking this was her death, especially when his father found out about her as she could remember the day, he had interrogated her. The distrust was there, and she had proved him right.

“Sir, what are your orders?” The Soldier asked as he kept a hold of Iris stopping her from being able to escape, not that she struggled against the arrest in the first place.
I absolutely loved it! Oh man this is getting so exciting haha!!
“You’re going to make it. You will make it. You can’t die.” Iris kept saying those words to Cas as if it would spur them on and keep them going. They had to make it after all of this and she would be devastated if he didn’t make it, if he died after all of this she wouldn’t be able to live with the guilt because it would keep her awake every night. The fact his bandages were soaked with blood only made things worse, it only showed them how very little time they had left and if he didn’t get treated it would be worse.

There was a sense of relief knowing they had made it to the border, but it wouldn’t be simple and in fact a feel of dread began to creep up on her. For one there were no guards apparent and it felt eerie. Though thinking on it she hadn’t really known there to be much of guards around here. Usually the guard stationed was either napping, drunk or too busy entertaining someone else to even bother with the rebels. The guard could also be bought with the right price, that’s probably what lead to one of their breaches of security in the first place. Glancing at the fence she already knew that was were she had snuck through before, that very fence that led towards the forests of the Capital. The fence that had been broken for years, no sign of repair or any sort of TLC.

Thoughts ran through her mind of what if they were about to be gunned down, she could imagine someone just shooting them down from way up there and that would be the end of them. Their struggles would all be for nothing and as they approached, she felt herself stumble a little with the little energy she had left. A part of her just wanted to let the exhaustion take over, sleep taking her as whatever happened did and she could just stay blissfully unaware. That was not a choice after all and again right now Caspain should be her priority especially with his injuries that felt like they were becoming increasingly fatal by the minute.

“Cas!” Iris grimaced as he dropped to the ground and she was unable to catch him, the weight was too much for her as her body still trembled feeling a dull ache spread across her own limbs. Kneeling down by his side she offered her hand to help him up, but it seemed he couldn’t get himself to his feet even with her help. The injuries must have been too much and there was no way she could help him go any further if there weren’t guards at this post.

“My hands?” Whispering to herself as she realised what Cas was saying, if there were guards, they were in the direct line of sight of the watch tower and could easily be killed. It was something she had forgotten as Cas had fallen and she had forgotten everything else momentarily as she slowly stood herself up again. It was highly likely they’d assume they were terrorists, especially if they still thought the Prince was dead and surely security would have been fixed after the kidnapping. Although it was hard because she watched Caspain struggle and he was clearly in pain, she wanted to help in some way but when she had finally mustered up the courage not to put her hands up reaching out for him she heard an order. An order that sent shivers down her spine.

Slowly she raised her hands up not moving from her spot for fear she would get shot. For a brief moment she wanted to just run out of there, bolt away but then that would only end up with her being shot and she knew she couldn’t leave Cas. Not without knowing he was okay, even if it meant she’d most likely be killed for treason. Glancing towards the soldier that had snapped his order she could see the gun that was trained on her, her heart stopped as she tried not to move. “I… I was just trying to help him. I don’t mean any harm.” Perhaps they’d just let her back away, slowly return to the districts if they knew she didn’t mean any harm. Surely, they couldn’t know she was the daughter of the rebel leader, they had to just be soldiers here for the watch tower.
Omg that was amazing! I can feel my heart racing from the post!!
Iris tried to smile as she watched Cas take a bit of a break from the movement they had done; it was a lot to be pushing him through and she worried about his health. The thought of getting him back to the Capital was still weighing her down, she knew it was the right thing to do but at the same time she was worried about what could happen next. It would probably mean the end for them; she could feel the pit in her stomach because it was most likely to happen, and she knew deep down it would be for the best. He was better off in the Capital; he’d be better off with everything there as the district life is for no one in it's current state.

Nibbling the bottom of her lip as she could see the blood on his leg, the wound had not healed, and she could see the bandages were just about keeping it together. Things seemed dire because they were stuck, the order wasn’t too far but there was no guarantee that anyone would be willing to help at the border especially because they thought he was dead. “It doesn’t look good at all. You need help, actual medicine which I don’t have. We don’t have here.” Frowning as she looked around the area happy that no one had appeared to follow them, but there was always the fear.

“You sure?” Hearing him say he was ready to forward she was nervous because she didn’t want him getting worse. Though staying where they were wouldn’t help at all because they’d be at risk and Caspain was already bleeding. The loss of blood would be worse and it potential it could mean there was a chance of him losing that leg if untreated. There was nothing in the district they could do for these wounds, not when Ethan and the rebels were around trying to kill him and potentially her.

Leaning down she took him by the arm and moved it over her shoulder helping him up, it took a few minutes to get him on his feet and she shifted her weight underneath him, so he felt supported. “Let’s go.” Determined she pushed them forward at a steady pace, nothing too slow and again not too fast because she didn’t want to push him not with his current injuries. If his body went into shock that would spell out more trouble for them and she wouldn’t know what to do. If his body went into shock and he couldn’t move there was no way she could get him to the bored. On top of that she wouldn’t be able to call for help, no one at the border would believe her and if she left him alone there was a risk of someone finding him and just killing him.

Moving on she kept walking holding him firmly as they moved, her heart was racing away as they kept moving. Right now, it was such a rush, she could barely think straight as her main focus became getting Caspain to the border, hoping that someone was there who would recognise him and get help quickly. Already her body began to shake underneath him as she supported most of his weight, her own energy draining but she kept willing herself forward. “Just a bit longer, nearly there. I promise.”

As if on queue they started to reach a clearing, high fencing and a small tower were a guard would usually sit watching the border. The fence looked a bit ragged, broken in places which only signalled how easy it was to slip into the Capitals forest from the districts if guards weren’t paying attention. “Look, we are here.” As if trying to spur Caspain on she didn’t stop walking, she continued helping him towards the tower that hopefully a guard would be sat in watching. Praying to herself that they didn’t get shot on sight.
Ohhhh yes I like it!
Ohhh very nice!!

I'll start working on my post now! I'll have them nearing the border! Did you maybe want Jacob there so he can recognise Cas?
The way they had escaped death so many times was like a miracle, it was pretty amazing how they had narrowly avoided it so many times and she knew that they weren’t going to keep getting out of it easy. Their luck was bound to run out but there was slither of hope in the fact that before that she could get him to the Capital. All she needed was to get him home, for him to be in the Capital, safe and sound. Not worrying about when his next meal was, or who was next out to kill him. Worrying about avoiding the rebels, shelter and his injuries that would only get worse not being treated. This was not the life for him, and it should never be.

Caspain was right. We shouldn’t have gone back together. He will go back to the Capital… I can’t go there. No matter what he says about fighting for us… it won’t. We can’t. Not after everything. Already she could feel her thoughts taking a downturn, as if she was setting up herself for the worst. As if by thinking it would help the idea of them having to part at the border, that she had to let him go because there was no future for them. It won’t work will it? There it was the little bit of doubt that was nagging her because she wanted it to work, she really cared for him. It wasn’t just that though, she knew she loved him. Although they both had admitted it under circumstances of facing death, she felt like it was true, she knew it was true deep down, but maybe it means I do have to let him go.

It seemed like they were both focused on moving, walking at a pace to get out of there because the silence between them was deafening. Though it didn’t last too long as about halfway she heard him speak up again and she had nearly forgotten the kind of injuries he was facing, it was silly to think they could just run to the border without having to stop. Though thankfully they had put enough distance for her to feel safe, glancing around she couldn’t see anyone following them. “I’m so sorry, it must hurt.”

Watching as he dropped to the floor she kneeled down by his side as concern filled her eyes, afraid that if she touched him, he would just break. “Don’t apologise, of course it hurts. I shouldn’t have kept pushing us.” Tugging at the long sleeves of her pale pink dress she moved over him at dabbed his forehead to help with any residue sweat. “I wish I had some water for you.” Letting her hand drop she reached out grabbing his hand gently in hers smiling, trying to keep positive because she only felt like the end for them was coming.

“I can keep watch; do you want to try and rest? Sleeping could help. It’s meant to start the recovery progress and then we can look at moving later.” No matter what time they did have left together she would keep him as safe as she could. With the attack on prison she was certain that the rebels would be more preoccupied with that disaster rather than following them. Did the rebels even know they were gone? Perhaps they thought they were dead in the crumbled building as no one came for them. “We must be about halfway now; you will be home soon. I promise.”

Oh very nice!! It's nice to be doing more social stuff so I get it! Better to be fun stuff rather than work as you say haha.

Awh poor Cas, getting back to the Capital is so close bless him xD
Ah that makes sense then!

Hopefully they still have a wonderful day!
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