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 Orders were orders and the Kings superseded the Princes and who knew, the Prince was heavily injured and might not know what he was saying.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.