"KOLYA!"
Rodion began screaming, his heart pounding with anxiety. He had searched through the rooms looking for the prince, but he hadn't found him.
"Where could he have gone? Did he go out, in the meadows? Forest?"
That's impossible. He's supposed not to go out.
Prince Nikolai was not even there in the room where Bulan had played the piano. Panic had started to consume him.
"That blue-haired guy!" he muttered through his teeth, "Where is he…?"
He left the room and quickly made his way downstairs. Perhaps the prince was outside, unconscious, and he hadn't noticed him on his way inside. Rodion rushed down the stairs, nearly slipping on the steps.
Once in the hallway, he dashed toward the door and finally made it outside. The afternoon was drawing to a close.
Please, let him be okay…
"KOLYA, ARE YOU HERE?!"
Damnit, shouting is useless.