Chapter One Hundred Eight

The Royals got out of the room only to find the man that was responsible for saving their daughter's life standing at the entrance. The entire corridor had been cleared out and there was no one who could be seen except for a few nurses that were still bustling around and helping the doctors tend to the last remaining patients. It had been a busy night and everyone was only thinking of sleep at the moment.

"Sir Jim Gordon, it's been a long time. I'd like to extend my gratitude for rescuing my daughter," the King began, giving the man a slight bow of the head. The rest of the family followed in an equally respectable gesture, Drake with a bow and the females with brief curtsies. It wasn't proper for Royals to go all out with the greetings, but necessary in the event that they were addressing someone who'd rescued one of their own.