152 INCREASING WORKFORCE

The young physicians peeked outside and stared jaws open at the fearless action of the trio.

Raigon then talked to them. 

"I know you are worried for your own health and your families'. That is why I am giving you a choice. You can escape now and bear the guilt of leaving these poor people to die. Or stay and help them survive. For me, I choose to stay. And whoever chose to do the same, come with me."

The young physicians looked at one another. Being given a choice meant that they will not die by disobeying the Crowned Prince's order. It's only between them and their conscience.

"Forgive me, your Highness."

One stood up and left. And then another one. And then another one. 

Raigon's lips pressed tightly and he rubbed his neck in disappointment. 

He was expecting everybody to leave. But to his surprise, there were three that stood up and bowed to him. 

"We are at Your command, your Highness."