Rufus' POV:
Amos was in so much pain that he couldn't speak. His face was deathly pale, and his lips had turned bluish-purple.
"Just hold on. I'll call the doctor." I stood up, wanting to call the guards in.
But he reached out to stop me. "No need, Prince Rufus. Do you have any cigarette?"
I picked up the cigarette box from the table and took one stick. Then I put it into Amos's mouth and lit it for him.
Shaking, he took a long drag on the cigarette and said, "Thank you, Prince Rufus. One drag is enough."
"What exactly happened? Who did this to you?" I asked with a frown, taking the cigarette away from his mouth.
"After you were imprisoned, Prince Richard took charge of dispatching all the troops in the palace," Amos said in a weak voice.
"Was it my father's arrangements?"
"It was Prince Richard who took the initiative to propose it to the lycan king. King Ethan couldn't embarrass and refuse him in front of everyone, so he had no choice but to agree." Amos's face darkened, and his breathing quickened.
I put the cigarette in my hand back to his mouth. But this time, he didn't even have the strength to take a drag. It was only then that I realized that he was dying.
"This time, Prince Richard has arranged all our men to protect the students in the forbidden forest instead of his own people. I vaguely felt that something was wrong, so I secretly left the team and followed him." Amos paused, gasping for air. He was too weak to speak and began to spit out black blood.
I held his head and tried to wipe his mouth. But he stopped me by blocking my hand.
"It's dirty. Please don't touch it." Amos could hardly open his eyes at this moment. He tried to catch his breath and continued, "I overheard Prince Richard and Gamma Mateo's conversation. They have buried a lot of explosives in the forbidden forest, preparing to eliminate all the dissidents at once."
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