The surrounding guards immediately pinned the shooter to the ground.
The two assassins were still desperately trying to lift their heads, looking toward the carriage to confirm whether they had succeeded, while shouting at the top of their lungs: "For the motherland, death to the traitor!"
"Those who betray Poland will go to hell!"
One hour later.
Stanisław August Poniatowski burst into the Regent's bedroom as if mad, and at a glance saw his nephew's bandaged side soaked with blood.
He turned to the Imperial Physician of the Łazienki Palace, and anxiously asked, "Doctor Radwicz, how is the Regent?"
"The bullet struck His Highness's right chest, both the liver and the lung are..."
"I'm... fine." Regent Poniatowski weakly interrupted, "Your Majesty, you are here?"
He then turned his head with effort, signaling to the doctor and servants, "Please, leave first... I wish to be alone with His Majesty..."
Doctor Radwicz and the others exchanged glances, bowed, and withdrew.
