Ink

Chapter 48

Above: how I picture Klaus. Do you imagine anyone else when you read?

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He sure was hungry

We have to finish up in here soon before someone finds us. It's only a matter of time before—shit someone's coming

We have to move him

Klaus heard the voices around him but could not reply. He had been listening for quite some time now. It was from that time that he had begun to fully understand the severity of his predicament. He could not communicate, could not move, and had to rely on the two men here with him to bring him to safety. The odds were not in his favor.

He could feel his body being lifted from the ground and dragged along the floor.

He's so heavy

I am not. Klaus retorted back in his mind.

Grab a bottle from the shelf. He needs more to fully regain consciousness.

Where do we go now?

We need a way to escape undetected

And that would be—

I—I don't think there's anyway to do that anymore

Perfect, so we should just wait here for the prince then?

No, it means that all bets are off. If we want to leave, I know a way we can get away quickly and not be tracked.

Which would be?

No time to explain. We need to get to an elevator fast

More movement. Klaus felt as if he could vomit but he knew that keeping the blood down was the only thing that could help him regain strength.

He couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed at the fact that he passed out in front of two co-workers. It certainly wasn't the type of professionalism he liked to have at work. Although, since all three of them were on the run now, he figured professionalism didn't matter much to the two other men.

He felt the downward movement of the elevator accompanied by the the voices of the nervous men.

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"A royal jet?! Are you serious?!" James whisper yells in the small cubicle.

"Do you have any better ideas?" Dimitri raises a brow.

"It doesn't matter if I do or not because we will be dead once the king finds out—"

"James, you worry too much."

"Dimitri, you don't worry enough, I am merely being realistic."

"Yeah yeah grab a shoulder."

The entire level of the castle is a fully functioning airport accompanied by an assortment of medium and small sized planes. James' eyes widen at the sight. He had worked at the castle for a good portion of his life but had never seen this. It only made him wonder what else he hadn't seen that had been going on right underneath his nose.

Dimitri leads them across the floor to an empty jet. Once they are close, a key pad rises out of the floor. He types a code into a small screen and the jet door opens to reveal stairs into the cabin.

"Everybody up." Hurriedly the men ascend the stairs and place Klaus down into a seat. He takes the remaining blood and positions it at Klaus' mouth.The unconscious man allows the blood to slide down his throat and slowly the color begins to return to his features.