Chapter 84: Waiting

Ivy's POV

“I’ve got him!” Princess Sylvia whispers through the darkness.

Her head lolls weakly, and she suddenly seems much less healthy than she did before. “What–what do I say?”

My stomach plummets. I reach for the princess’s hand and squeeze it, then drop my fingers to her wrist to keep track of her pulse. It’s there, but seems weaker than I’d like.

Princess Sylvia is in desperate need of medical attention.

I don’t know how much time we have.

“Tell him where we are,” I advise.

“I don’t know where we are!”

I grit my teeth. “Tell him the name of the area you wanted me to be imprisoned in, then, and tell him we’re hiding in an animal cave in the side of the mountain. That should help.”

“Alright.” Princess Sylvia doesn’t even seem to have the decency to sound ashamed of her actions as she relays the information to Beta Wilson.

“Tell him you’re injured, too,” I add. “He could probably bring us medical supplies–at the very least, something to help you with the pain.”

“What pain? I’m