Flashback: Prior to Her Majesty's death Part 45

Yoonjin pushed himself up from the infirmary bed, his entire body protesting the movement. Healers rushed toward him, their hands glowing with magic as they tried to force him back down.

"You need to rest!" one of them insisted, placing a firm hand on his arm.

"I don't have time," Yoonjin snapped, shaking them off. "Where's Tai Yang?"

"Yoonjin, please—"

But he was already moving, heart pounding in his chest. He had been unconscious when the attack happened, healing from old wounds. And now, Li Jun was gone. Taken. He had failed both of them.

He barely registered the halls as he ran, his thoughts spiraling. Were they hurt? Had the assassins managed to reach Tai Yang? He felt sick at the thought. Tai Yang was his son. He had promised to protect him, even if Tai Yang himself didn't quite see it that way.