Aria
My throat feels as if it has just died nine times, but do I care? Not at all, not when Archi is in so much pain.
And me too..
I rush to hold him, "Oh my goodness! Where did this come from?" I begin panic, wondering how I am supposed to get it out.
He stares at the arrow, his pupils dilating, hissing, he takes a hold of the arrow, drawing it out of his chest. Blood spews out as he draws it out, causing me to scream all the more.
My screams must have alerted the guards, because they come running the moment they hear my screams.
"What is the matter? Your majesty?!" The head guard runs towards him, holding his shoulders.
"Oh, he did not die?" I hear a familiar voice from behind me. My insides freeze.
We all turn to see Ryder?
Ryder did this?
I feel so weak, I fear I might just pass out from all of this trauma.
"Ryder!" I gasp, "Why would you do this?"
