August 3, 1345.
Stormhold Castle,
The walled city of Rothwell,
Capital of Myknos.
Prince Nicolas Alexander Tutton
He felt her breathing slow down and sighed; when he had seen that man on top of her, he lost it.
He and Khalid had been celebrating their joint killing of a boar when they heard her scream. He rushed towards the sound of the noise hoping that they hadn't hurt her. He had avoided her since he had dragged her into the hidden passageway and almost kissed her. He felt so stupid now.
She was so warm against his chest and when she snuggled deeper into his chest, his heart warmed and an unexpected smile crossed his face.
She had asked him to get the deer she killed when she was under the influence of the powder and was sure she'd be dissapointed if all her hardwork went to waste, so he sent some men back for it.
He was slightly angry that she hadn't defended herself like he had seen her do before but let it go when she snored quietly. He held her closer as they rode to the castle. When they finally reached Stormhold, Khalid dismounted and helped him bring her down. They rushed her to the sanatorium and he prayed that Alyn wouldn't see them when her bruises were still fresh.
Mother Superior, the resident head nurse, paled when she saw the blood on her shirt and only calmed when she heard that it wasn't her blood. She sent both he and Khalid out when she started cleaning Alicia's wounds.
He paced the front of the door, the coldness of the approaching darkness increasing the dread he felt. He prayed that they had not done worse to her before they got there.
"I am sorry, my friend." Khalid said, "If I hadn't insisted, she wouldn't have come."
"Its not your fault but mine. I did tell you to find out what she was hiding." He told him, "Oh Alyn's going to kill me."
"Alicia will be fine. She's strong. I mean she didn't even cry after seeing you kiss Lady Emelne."
"More like she kissed me. What do you mean she didn't cry? Why should she be bothered?" He asked.
"I think it would be better if you heard it from her." He said, "I have to check on Khasi. She doesn't like when I'm away for long."
Nicolas watched the man walk away and went back to thinking on his words. He wondered why she would be jealous that he was kissing another woman when they had no relationship. He hoped that she didn't take his actions in the passageway to heart but a small part of him hoped she would.
She was beautiful and very distracting; he could barely keep his eyes off her when she had first walked into the Great Hall as Alyn's Hand and even this morning at breakfast, the red dress she had worn made her look even whiter, like an angel or should he say demon. Only they offered temptations so impossible to resist.
He worried for her beauty that would be marred with bruises for the next few weeks and the pains she would be feeling after the drug wore off.
Mother Superior came to give him good news just as the sun had set and he had rushed in to see her.
"She will sleep for a while but she will be fine." She said.
"Thank you."
"It is my job, Your Highness." She told him with a smile on her wrinkled face, "You need to get ready for dinner. She is in good hands."
He looked at the woman then back at Alicia then squeezed her hand before finally leaving. Mikhail hurried his bathing and dressing and almost pulled his arm off as he dragged him to the hall for dinner. He apologized to his father and mother for his lateness and Alyn shot him a look.
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