Princess Or The Pauper?

Athriuca In Saving

I saw a tangle of limbs.

The two were obviously together.

Hawley went out and gasped when he saw the tag that showed the room number.

"Wrong room miss! Sorry. Miss." Hawley said guiltily.

"It's alright. I am actually glad that wasn't him." I said as I smiled kindly.

We left the room and then continued on.

"Uh... let me go check if this is the right room." Hawley said cautiously. Remembering to check uis words before he spoke.

Hawley walked in and then pulled me in.

Now this time I flinched.

I couldn't believe what I saw.

It looked like both of his legs were broken.

There was dry blood in his hair.

And he had a lot of cuts and bruises.

I ran over quickly and got out the supplies.

I healed him up right away.

By the time I was done night had fallen.

"Hawley? Hawley? Where are you?" I asked into the dark.

I saw a face appear and realized it was Hawley.

"Could you send a letter to my father that I am going to stay the night for a few days so I can help Livvy?" I asjed him

He nodded then ran off.

Phew. Got that over with. Now to go and get him cleaned up.

I got a bowl and went to the bathroom and filled it with water.

I pur a cloth in and started to clean his face.

I felt his forehead and he was burning hot.

"Oh dear." I said to myself.

Need to take off his shirt and get him a cool thin blanket. That would work...

So I took the blanket abd went to the armoire to get a thin, cool blanket.

I got the blanket and I set it right by the bed so I could get it later.

I started to un button his shirt.

The buttons were way too big to fit into the holes so it took we five minutes to unbutton one button.

Apparently the stranger felt that and woke up.

He looked dazed for a moment and then came back to his senses.

He grabbed my arm and put it behind my back in a strangling way.

"What. Are. You. Doing." He growled out.

I turned around swiftly and got mys ekf free.

"Saving you from death." I frowled back and pointed to all the medical supplies on the bedside table.

"Oh. Then I appologize miss."

"Appology accepted. I too should appologize because I was the one who provoked you by trying to take of your shirt. How could you live with those buttons!?"

He chuckled at my remark about his shirt.

"You can cut off the buttons you know. The shirt is of no use to me now."

"Well. I think that was the most obvious." He cuckled a bit and then his smile dissapeared.

He jumped out of bed and ran towards the window.

"What's wrong?" I asked him.

"They are here. And it looks like they are following you. Not me."

"Who?"

"The Elite."