WolfeSword: de Wolfe Pack Generations by Kathryn Le Veque

Author:Kathryn Le Veque [Le Veque, Kathryn]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Fiction, Medieval, romance
Publisher: Dragonblade Publishing, Inc.
Published: 2020-12-28T18:30:00+00:00

CHAPTER THIRTEEN

“One more step, Cassius,” Dacia said gently. “We’re almost there.”

Cassius could hardly lift his leg. He’d been functioning on a battle high ever since those arrows carved into his body, but now, that high was wearing off. His entire left side was soaked in blood and he was starting to feel faint.

But he couldn’t let his guard down.

He had to make it into the keep under his own power.

Once inside the keep, there was a constable chamber inside the door to the left. It wasn’t a big chamber, but it had a good-sized bed in it and a hearth and, at the moment, that was all that was needed. There hadn’t been a constable in the chamber in years, so it sat cold and unused except by visitors on occasion.

Dacia took him inside the chamber.

“Sit, Cassius, please,” she said softly as she and several soldiers lowered him onto the bed. Once he was down, she looked to the men around her. “Bring light in here, as much as you can, and get a fire going in the hearth. I need hot water and as much wine as you can find, so get that for me right away. Hurry, now. There is no time to waste.”

Two of the men fled, but the older two didn’t move. They were looking at her with some uncertainty.

“My lady?” one man finally ventured. “Have you…?”

She looked at him sharply. “Why are you still here? I gave you orders.”

The men nodded patiently. “I know, my lady,” the first man said. “And we shall follow them. But after we’ve helped you remove those bolts. Have you ever removed them from a man’s body before?”

Dacia looked at Cassius, who was gazing at her with complete and total trust. There wasn’t anything in his expression other than the full knowledge that she would heal him. There wasn’t a doubt in his mind. But Dacia had to be truthful in her answer.

“Nay,” she said reluctantly. “I… I suppose you were right to remain because I am sure I will need your assistance. Help me lay him on the bed and remove what clothing we can. I must see the wounds.”

Between Dacia and the two old soldiers, they manage to lay Cassius flat on the bed and straighten him out as much as they were able. He was so tall that his booted feet hung over the end of the bed at least a foot.

“Hurry,” Dacia commanded softly. “Help me get this clothing off.”

They tried. They removed his belt and scabbard, carefully setting aside his sword and purse, and other things that were contained on his belt. With that off, Dacia was forced to cut through the royal tunic. Cassius had finally closed his eyes. He was deathly pale as Dacia and the others rushed to help him, but when it came to his mail coat, they could go no further. It was sticky with coagulated blood and the bolts were pinning it to Cassius’ body.

“I cannot cut through this mail coat,” she said.

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