Armor of Deceit

Chapter 8

Muffled voices wake me from my slumber and my eyes flutter open, my vision blurred. When I try to move, even just slightly, pain shoots throughout my sore body, making a moan slip out of my lips.

"Are you awake?" My head is pounding as I make out the words that are being spoken to me. The fuzziness in my vision recedes, and the first thing I see is the bright light on a wooden ceiling. How did I get here?

I recollect my memory and then I remember images of an ogre, and a figure who shot at it. I look around the room, it was small and made of lanky wood. I knew I must be in a poor villagers home when I catch sight of a women and a child, both dressed in dirty clothes.

Then my eyes land on a familiar group of gentlemen. The same group I met at the pub, and there was Asher. He must've been the one who shot the ogre because I notice a quiver of arrows on his back.

The women brings me a glass of water and puts it to my lips. I take a sip willingly and thank the kind lady. She nods and hurries out of the room with her child trailing behind her.

"My lady, How are you feeling?" I didn't notice that Asher was now sitting on the bed, close to my leg. I give him a warm smile that he returns with relief,"I'm okay. Thank you, for saving me."

He shakes his head, his fringe swept against his forehead. "It was only the right thing to do, my lady," he combs his hand through his hair and then the rest of his gang leaves the room. "Of course, knight in shining armor," I sigh, exhausted, and bob my head back onto the pillow.

I absentmindedly touch my wounded shoulder but I didn't feel any pain. I poke at it again, still no pain. I pull my shirt sleeve just below my shoulder and look over at it, the skin there is perfectly pristine, no wound, not even a scar. But how?

The sword. It touched my shoulder when I commanded that it make the ogre disappear; it must've made my wound disappear too. "What happened to the ogre?" I ask him, his expression slightly shifts.

"It disappeared, unusual is it not?" He goes into deep thinking. I was right, it made the ogre disappear and my wound from my command.

"It is..." I decide against telling him about my sword, it's too dangerous for him to know. Then I finally come to my senses and realize that he was following me in the meadows. "Why were you following me?"

He glances over at me,"I wasn't, I was just leaving the village and coincidently, you happened to be leaving as well." He stands up and walks towards a table, he picks up a steaming bowl and comes back.

It was soup with herbs, must be the lady's work. "Drink this, the kind lady said it would help with your soreness," he picks up a spoon and silently feeds me, sip after sip.

My heart warms for him from his simple act of kindness, "Thank you again, for saving me, I mean it." He shrugs it off, and just smiles at me,"You can say we're even now."

I felt exhausted after I finished all of the delectable soup, I let my eyes close and put my mind at ease. Asher must have thought I had fallen asleep because he pulls the blanket up to my neck and tucks me in.

Just when I thought he had left the room, he speaks softly, "You cannot save people, my lady, you can only love them."

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