When Beauty Destroys The BL World

Trust

While in the carriage, Arlo inspect every inch of it.
Making sure the carriage is safe, he leans in towards Lucas.
"Your holiness, I suspected that the young lady that save us, is your Highness missing fiancée, Miss Dacia Wickson." Arlo whispers to him.
"Miss Dacia??" Lucas looks disbelief.
Arlo nods his head, as he is firm with his suspicion.
"She might covered her face, but from her figure and height, it was identical as Miss Dacia. Her hair colour is also the same." Arlo said.
"I beg to differ. There's a lot of people who have an identical feature and height. That doesn't mean they are the same people." Lucas replied.
"I might be wrong, but we can't turn down our guard, for we can't be sure that's not her."
"I thought so too, but now I can assure you, that the young la...that Irene is not her. I have seen Miss Dacia Wickson in person. She has the opposite personality as her. If she is Miss Dacia, she wouldn't have saved us. If she is that person you think she is, she won't let go the chances of killing me."
Hearing Lucas resolution, Arlo couldn't dispute it.
"Beside, she have a medical skills whereas Miss Dacia have no knowledge of it." Lucas said pointed out his bandages arm.
With that, Arlo is convinced by Lucas statement. However, Arlo is still confused.
"But your holiness, if your not suspecting the young lady as the crown prince fiancée, why do you insist to follow her back at her town, when we can just alert our troops, to bring you to safety?"
"We can't be sure, that the assassin has stopped searching for us. There's probably a mole in the temple, seeing how the assassin knows exactly where to attack. Let us lay low first and hide here for a few days. Once we arrived, you may send out a news to the Crown Prince, to ease his worries."
Arlo then nods his head, agreeing with Lucas decision.
"Arlo, why won't you wear your mask on?" Lucas ask, as he noticed that Arlo no longer wearing it.
Arlo was surprised for a second, but manage to stay calm.
"There's no use of it. It has already lost it purpose...." Alro said almost like a mutter. But Lucas still hears it. He no longer questions him.

An hour later, they finally arrives at the town.
Irene thanked Robert, as she hurriedly left to Marcy's house. Both Lucas and Arlo could only follow suit.

"Marcy, it's me Irene. I'm here!" Irene knock the door.
Marcy open the door to see her wearing a mask, but still recognise her.
"Irene, you're here!" Marcy said with a sigh of relief. She notices the two man behind her.
"Yes, I try to come as soon as I can. Please excuse the two of them. How your father?"
"I already done what you ask for. Cooling down his fever and change his dressing wound. His leg are still red. Is that a good sign?"
"Yes, it is a good sign. Now, let me prepare the medicine."
Irene then busy herself making out a medicine for the wound.
She also sterilise the tool to cut out the infection area.
All of the preparation was observed by Lucas and Arlo.
When everything is ready, Irene approaches Marcus.
"Marcus, I want you to trust me. I'm going to do surgery on your leg. I promise you, I will save you. Do you trust me?" Irene ask, wanting his permission.
"I trust you with my life."
Hearing his answer, Irene set to do the surgical with a limited tool that she have now.
Using the proper amount of opium poppy, Irene gives to Marcus as he slowly losing his consciousness.
Finally, Irene try to cut open the infection. When a hand stops her.
"Are you sure you can do this? I think it should be done by an expert. It's a lot safer." Lucas said.
"Let go of my hand." Irene said.
"It better to find a physician. I will pay for the expenses of the surgery." Lucas offers to help.
"No, please. My father has suffer a lot from his leg wound. He keeps on delirious and vomiting from fever. I don't want him to endure the pain anymore." Marcy plead in tears.
"But it might be dangerous, if mistakes happened!" Lucas stated, worriedly.
"You don't know me! You don't know if I will fail or not! But Marcy trust me. And Marcus entrusted his life to me. So I'm willing to take the chances to save my friends. Because I know that I can save him." Irene sternly said as she pull her hand from Lucas grasp.
Lucas frowns. Arlo could only stood aside, not interfering.
"If you really that worry, you can go fetch a physician to come here. By then, I will be done with the surgery." Irene adds.