CHAPTER HUNDRED AND THIRTY-SEVEN
When I walked into the clinic, there was blood everywhere.
His back, the doctor's hands and scalpel, the bed. It was too much.
‘I did that to him.’ My mind was filled with guilt and I could feel the ship rock, the screams of the people on the other side of the ship signaling that something was terribly wrong.
I rushed towards the bed, ignoring the fussing doctor and nurses and holding his hand.
“Please don't die, I beg you,” I pleaded, tears pouring from my eyes.
I realized it wasn't just about the ship surviving, if anything happened to him, Earth's gravity would suck us back in and we could all use the pods to have a reasonably safe landing but I needed him to be alive. We're having a child together for crying out loud, my heart hurt at the thought of the last time we spoke, filled with harsh words from me and him making sacrifices for me, harmful as it is.
“Your Highness, please step outside so we can work on removing the blood,” a nurse told me, her lavender eyes staring at me with pity, “we have someone testing bloods to see which can help, you can go oversee that so you don't feel useless while everything is happening.”
I stood up, my heart in my chest and I took a step back, and headed towards the small door.
Immediately, all the machines began to beep wildly.
“What's going on? Why is that happening?” I shouted, rushing back to him.
Immediately, the beeping stabilized.
“Wait, step back again..” the doctor instructed, his face filled with shock. I took two paces back and nothing happened. Then I went all the way to the door again and it began happening again, this time, a white foam was pouring out of his mouth. I rushed back with urgency, and thankfully, everything subsided again. “Shit, I think you're the answer we've been looking for,” he said with a smile.
This was insane.
I knew I was useful to him in a lot of ways but all that was at the beginning. I'd thought it was just the child I was having for him that tethered us together but now, it was obvious that our bodies were synced together and I could be there for him at every point.
My heart beat faster as they came to test my blood.
“Let's see if it'll match,” the young ky’rhan, probably in his early twenties working on the blood machine came and put a syringe in me.
He extracted the blood and began leaving.
“No, Kenzy, do it here.” That was from Lyra-en.
We all looked at her, confused at the reason for that.
All of their blood had been tested and no one was capable of giving him their blood.
Thank goodness because that would have led to a quick coup without any bloodshed except that of Xavier and probably me; they already hated me anyway.
Kenzy had to obey her instructions and dropped the syringe on the bed near me and went off to bring his equipment.
He dragged the machine in, it looked like a dispenser but it had two spots for vials to be put in.
On one side was that of his highness and on the was were mine would be put in.
“How would you know if it's a match?” I asked, trying to figure the whole thing out.
“Your blood would turn purple, and if it's not, it'll start boiling,” the doctor replied for Kenzy as he came over to put bandages on the wound that he'd finally gotten to stop moving.
My guess was that if this had happened to a human or any ordinary XYZ, they'd have been dead by now.
“I don't even know why we're bothering with this stupid experiment, she's obviously human,” Astrum grumbled. He had been in charge of Europe while on earth and even though he'd tried to disguise his irritation with my existence, it pierced through the cracks sometimes.
Just like now.
“As a medical professional, I've learned to never overlook anything. The tiniest atom might be the key to solving a very serious problem so let's just test her blood and get that out of the way. If we have to test every creature on this damn ship, we will but his highness must not die,” said the doctor and a bubble formed in my chest.
Once they were done testing for me, I would suggest for them to get Corbin's blood, I doubt mine was going to work anyways.
We watched as Kenzy gradually cleaned out the cylinder in the machine for my blood and then poured the one from the syringe into it.
And then he pressed a button in the middle.
We all watched the machine, even the doctor and nurses paused their work to focus on it.
I just held Xavier’s hand, not perturbed about the whole thing. Although I knew we were connected in so many ways and me being close to him meant he was stable enough for them to perform the surgery, having a blood matching his seemed a far stretch.
But as we watched, the blood didn't boil and neither did it turn purple.
“What is happening?” I asked again for the umpteenth time today, confused so many times with the day's events.
“It's turning blue.” Zyx gasped in shock. “You're blue blood!”
“That's impossible!” Kaid exclaimed in shock.
In a matter of seconds, I watched their view of me shift. It was like they could finally see me, and they were in awe. I wasn't just ‘her highness’ anymore just because I was married to their king but it seemed there was power brewing in my veins.
“Look guys, we can discuss the details of this miracle later on but for now, we need to start the transfusion,” I interrupted their magnitude of questions and expressions of shock.
“Yea, about that, I don't know how we're going to do it doctor, she's pregnant,” the nurse noted, putting us all in another ride of frustration.
“Your highness, if we do this, you're going to be sedated so you don't hurt the baby. Are you okay with that?” The doctor asked and I realized he was asking me if I trusted the people in this room not to go against us in our most vulnerable moment.
I didn't trust any of them and that scared me the most.
“Zyx can stay with us but also bring my human friends as well,” I instructed and I could see the power play between the regional heads.
I'd inadvertently appointed Zyx as my most trusted ky’rhan.
Hopefully, I'd not made a mistake.
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