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@dont-climb-inside-keets-head

She explained as she held a cloth and forceps to his wounded flesh.The dim lighting of the room served as a poor substitute when compared to the hospital wing housed upon the premises, though with the given situation low light was better then no lighting. Blood oozed slightly from the wound which she knew would heal over if she did not work fast though the Eldered Count whisked and hunkered away as a beast tending his own. Regardless for his comfort she persisted and reached for his shoulder once more, determined to remove the foreign object from his back..

Minutes that became hours of blinding hurt and discomfort were worth every moment as the tired Knight looked, half lidded, to her side where her very reason sat beside her. Never did she imagine herself in such a role and never was she more terrified of an outcome, of the unknown as the moments preceding this. However as she glanced across the sheets she could not conceal to lazy grin that struck her expression as he sat beside her, the beast-once-man she called her equal, her Count and... Beloved. There he was, beside her, and in his arms the very life they created...

Her cheeks felt warm as and her limbs numb as she shifted position closer into the arms of her King, an act not normally witnessed by company, but drink and desire had forced her actions otherwise. Her skin felt hot in the heat of the fire and of the drink but cool was the sensation she felt whilst lounging in the lap of her beloved Count. It had been ages since she had consumed so much but in light of treaties forged and alliances made, the call of the drink did toll as a bell. Limbs heavy as she leaned up with the elegance of a feline, despite the small protest, acting out will, she pressed her lips to the jaw of the beast beneath her. Peppering small kisses along a scuffed and scarred jaw until lips met lips in a low, languid embrace. Unafraid or ashamed of the present company to witness...

His voice rang out and shattered her concentration. Looking up from her stance she stood straight and removed her head gear before approaching the omniscient King. “Think you to do better? Raise your sword then.” she challenged, her voice like ice as she raised her sword to his throat, a slight smirk upon her lips….