675-11-21 - Saviour of the Princess
| Saviour of the Princess | |||||||
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| Summary: Sir Moshe tries to save Princess Madalyn from the camp of pirates. | |||||||
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There are not any guards near the entrance to that smaller tent to which direction Moshe is moving. Just one body is already laying there with a cut throat in a pool of blood. Another pirate is, likely, on the battlefield and tries to save his ass.
The closer Moshe will get, the more clearly he will hear voices of a few females, "We should run! We should just run, they all will kill us!" - says one female.
"No no no," opposes the other, "We will tell, that we are not with them. They came for the Prince and Princess, who needs handmaiden?!"
Now Moshe see's his direction bound empty of threat, the fighting left behind for now but he is ready for anything as he approaches the smaller tent. As he starts to notice the body laying there with the throat slit open and then he hears the women talking. Two women, afraid but obviously armed.
Upon approaching the tent, looking down at the dead pirate he takes a look around once again. Before he enters he speaks and it's a deep sounding voice, no fear but determination. " I am Sir Moshe of the Isles, here to rescue Princess Madalyn and Prince Nathan." Then he will enter, his shield at the ready as he does, just in case they decide to attack him.
When the man will come inside that smaller tent, he will be surprised. There aren’t any women with blades and shields. No. These two women are dressed in simple rags. They keep their hair tied with dark ribbons and stare at the man with wide open eyes. One of these females starts crying, "Please, please... I am not one of them! I am just a healer!"
The other one just gives a glare for her partner and moves closer to the body laying on the ground, covered with many blankets. Moshe will be able to notice perfectly white curls. The woman is unconcious.
"We do not have nor Princess, nor Prince! Leave us alone," tells the grumpy one.
Moshe looks towards the two females and frowns, sure he intended to frighten anyone inside before entering but they seem harmless enough. His eyes looks to the two. " I am not going to harm you if you do not intend to harm me. I will spare you if you listen." his voice is commanding and the look of his face, the blood splatter from his kills tend to make him seem a little more gruesome.
At seeing the white curls his face changes to that of anger to surprise. " Step away!" oh yes, there is anger, mixed with concern. He hopes these two are helping this woman, he hopes it is who he is seeking and he hopes she is alive. " Madalyn!" his hopes spoken out loud, his sword sheathed and his shield dropped. There is no etiquette left as Princess is not mentioned but just her name is spoken again. " Madalyn!" once again he moves but closer to the one covered in blankets.
"Do not leave, stay within the tent or you will die!" he tells the two, maybe it's for their protection or maybe it's to make sure no one else is alerted of his presence within the smallish tent.
"We won't move out, but neither will you leave the tent, nor this girl, who you call Madalyn!" The grumpy healer rolls her eyes, "You can't carry her. She has a huge wound on her right side. We are trying to save her and recruit to the crew of our Lady Pirate."
The sensitive one starts sobbing even louder, "We tried to save her, I promise. Things look good for now, but if tonight her fever will raise... Then she is lost. She will sleep. Forever. Don't move her..."
Madalyn is laying on her back. She is breathing very slowly. The young girl looks really calm and even happy. She is dressed up in a simple dress. All bandages will be hidden under the dress, of course.
Moshe is not sure or he seems not to care, his eyes on Madalyn and he knows she is sleeping. The smile that he see's on her makes him smile again, she was always able to do that to him. At hearing the two healers telling him not to move her, telling him that she may die if she does not break the fever, his expression changes. From a smile to one that may murder anyone that says another word about Madalyn dying.
He turns his head to both of them, his eyes ablaze with anger. " If she dies, both your lives are forfeit, you will do what you will, you will save her." then he stops and looks back to Madalyn and licks his lips slowly, already chapped but he cares not. " If you save her, your lives I spare and you will be well compensated."
Then he moves right beside her, down to his knees and putting one arm across her body, putting his hand on the floor beside her to steady himself as he leans in to whisper in Madalyn's ear. " Princess Madalyn, it is me, Sir Moshe. I have come to take you home, you must wake up, so we can talk again, please."
Madalyn is just laying there. She gives no answer to sir Moshe. The poor thing just breaths slowly, very slowly. She is dreaming, likely. She is deep deep in her dreams.
Even the shouting voice of another healer does not wake her up, "WHAT?! You are threatening us?! You are in our camp! People are slaughtering each other outside this tent. You won't move her from here. How you would do that?! You need two hands to carry her and one hand to use your blade for defense! So, maybe better just get out and she will stay safe with us, when our people will finish slaughtering yours!"
The other one, more calm healer almost sobs, "Poor thing. She is so beautiful. Listen for Isold. She knows, what she says. It's dangerous outside and she is so weak..."
Moshe sees no reaction from Madalyn, there is anger and sadness but at hearing one of the women mention it is dangerous,.that her people will kill his own. That is when he turns his head slowly and looks at both of them."Right now, your useful to her, if you keep on speaking and not listening, your usefulness will be no more." he stands up and them pulls his blade out and looks at them both." I only need one of you, so, if you want to live, stay quite and listen. Do not think me weak, do not think me I will not kill unarmed individuals....she is more important than any other, including me." then he looks at the entrance and listens to the battle outside." Take care of her if you want to live." his voice deep and obviously threatening.
"Fuck you!" The more grumpy healer shouts. She leans and withdraws the dagger from her boot, "You won't give me orders and my Pirate Princess will grant me with privilages, if I will bring her your head!" She frowns and prepares herself for the attack.
The younger and more fearful healer gasps and almost crawls closer to Madalyn, "No... Please... We can just wait quietly till the battle will calm down, and we can all be safe..."
Moshe looks at the woman with the blade in hand now. Obviously this woman has no real clue what he is capable of when he is threatened or one he cares for is in danger. There is a calmness, even as he hears the other healer say her words." I wonder how you lived so long with a brain like yours." then with a quick step his one hand knocks her blade away and he brings his blade down on to her but the only thing that hits the woman is the hilt if the blade on the side if get cheek, obviously trying to knock her out instead of killing her." Someone should have quited her a long time ago. " them he looks back at the other healer." She best live." the threat is there, Moshe now stands ready at the entrance, to protect Madalyn with his life.
The younger healer squeals, seeing how her friend so easily just flops on the ground without concious.
That squeal makes Madalyn move. Yes, she twitches a little bit and turns her head to the side. The girl's eyes slowly are opened up and she stares at Moshe's feet. She does not say anything for now.
Moshe looks back to Madalyn , more curious if she is still unconscious but then her head moves and he blinks. Now looks at the healer." Make sure she is doing better." he commands . Then he looks again towards Madalyn." Princess Madalyn, we are here to rescue you, do not worry, I'm here to protect you." there is that confidence in his voice.
"Moshe..." The girl whispers quietly, not using any titles and suddenly she starts crying, "Moshe... I want to go home... I thought, I am dying and I thought... I want to tell my mother, that I love her. And my brothers, and you... Moshe..." And she sobs. Slowly, very slowly, still feeling pain, she raises her hands a bit and extands towards Moshe, asking for a hug.
"No... No..." The healer whispers, "You might hurt yourself. The wound is still fresh."
Moshe is known to be not very emotional , though there is that small kindness he feels towards Madalyn that makes him move to her side." Watch the entrance." he commands the healer, though he understands the healers words and nods before focusing back to Madalyn. His sword set down close by for easy reach as his one hand takes Madalyn's hand into his. Though at the same time keeping her from moving to much." Yes Princess, you will go home and you will tell them everything you want to tell them." He does not lean in for the hug but allows her his arm, though his concern for her is obvious, he keeps and eye at the entrance.
"Could you carry me?" She looks at the healer, "I just want to go home. Now." She says and flinches, hearing how the blades clash and how somekind of a man screams,"Out of here and Moshe..." The girl coughs a little bit, "I want to take this healer home. With me. She saved my life."
Moshe looks back down to Madalyn and nods." Yes I can but only when its safe outside and this healers says it is alright to move you." then at hearing Madalyn's words about the healer he frowns. "That Princess Madalyn, would be after questions have been answered and has shown us her loyalty to you." though now he eyes the healer, weary of her.
The healer is just sitting on the ground, shivering. She is kind of scared. Not a true pirate at all.
Madalyn offers a smile to Moshe through her tears, "I trust her. She could kill me, but she was beside me, Moshe... And... I feel so tired..." She squeezes the boy's hand and closes her eyes.
Moshe does not believe the woman to be pirate but as long as he can see she ain't going to kill him or Madalyn, that healer can live. Then he looks back to Madalyn, like a fragile doll he lets her sleep and he sighs." I'll make sure she comes along." he whispers to Madalyn. Then he looks to the healer."Kill her and live, don't and best run now. I'm looking to see if you protect her with your life. If not, then you best go out and get killed or be lucky enough to survive the Island by yourself." he looks back to Madalyn then."The Princess wants me to bring you along but her life us my priority, do as I say now and live to serve her."
"Am...I... I will keep her safe, sir..." The healer whispers and crawls closer to Madalyn, "I will, I promise..."
Moshe watches as the healer gets closer to Madalyn. At that moment he stands up, picks up his sword and walks over to the other healer. Then very slowly he pushes the blade into the heart of the unconscious healer, making sure she is dead. Then cleans the blade off as he slides the blade along the dead healers clothing. Then he looks back to the other healer."Protect her and you will not have this fate." as he points to the now dead healer. He listens to the fighting but does not leave, he is going to protect Madalyn.
