CHAPTER NINETY-EIGHT

DARIUS’ POV.

Hazel. I found Hazel!

I pushed recklessly, and dangerously, and soon, the whole place was thrown into confusion. 

A fat woman bumped into me, as everyone suddenly began to run for no apparent reason. 

“Get your fat luggage out of my face!” I shoved her aside, only to find that I couldn't see Hazel anymore. 

Everyone began to run, and they hit me from left to right. 

Damn them! What was chasing them?

“It's really the King!” I heard someone shout, as chaos descended on the whole place. 

My head whipped from left to right, as I searched for Hazel. She'd completely disappeared in the running...