Iris could barely register what was going on, some many voices surrounded her, and she didn’t know what was real or if this was some sort of mind trick. The effort of sitting upright had gotten to her, before she could say anything of warn anyone her body slumped back down in a heap. Trembling from a mixture of fear, cold and shock from what she had gone through. It was better that way, Iris let the darkness take over in hopes the pain would stop. To her the antidote had to be a lie, she didn’t believe for one second, she’d been given it before she fell back down to the floor. 

“Guys, I don’t really think you should be arguing right now.” The Soldier grimaced as he looked between Matthew and Jacob, sure Matthew had claimed she was alright but they clearly had different opinions on what that meant. There was nothing wrong with that, but right now the girl needed some sort of help that the medical team should be able to offer over here with members only being basic first aid trained. 

“Trust me when I say I don’t think his Majesty the King approves of this.” Matthew countered back frowning, even though he had disobeyed an order from someone higher up he felt he had good reason too. “Shall I contact him right away about this situation? Have him clear it up?” Shaking his head, he threw his hands up in the air sighing, “This will be your funeral, he won’t be happy over this and you know that to be true. There is no way his majesty would have signed off wasting resource to a death row patient.”

“Does it really matter right now?” The Soldier shook his head checking the time, “They are probably approaching by now. I think it’s time you let her go Matt.” Looking over at the interrogator who had taken a step back to allow Jacob access knowing that this wouldn’t be reported. It couldn’t not without alerting an opinion that would back him up on what he truly felt. 

“Fine, whatever. Let’s not forget this girl kidnapped the Prince in the first place, was here to kill him and somehow broke him out of the rebel clutches on multiple occasions? I think not.” Matthew didn’t buy it for a second, but then he was still salty over Regis’ interrogation and how he continued to lie though the effects of the drug. Whatever I guess It’s [i]your [/i]responsibility. Anything she does is on [i]your[/i] hands Jacob so don’t forget that.” Stating his last comment before he walked off in a clear mood. 

Iris was still breathing; nothing had changed there. The ghostly pale skin of hers had begun to heat up again showing that there was an imbalance in her body. Drifting in and out of consciousness once more she could have sworn, she heard raised voices, but then in the brief periods of darkness she thought she heard her fathers voice. It was a strange sensation overall and she wished she could just say to someone she was fine, to leave her alone because she didn’t need anything. [color=f49ac2][i]Let me just die than keep me here like some animal…
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