howlingplayground | A King AU... again

It figures. It just figures. The one time he goes out without Josh, Kevin gets stabbed through the side. They're relatively sure that nothing important was damaged, but the knights can't touch him. One's already lost a glove to Kevin's power, and who knows when they'll be able to get to Josh.

"Your Highness, we need to keep moving -" Sir Julian says, scowling as they come upon a village.

"We keep moving and he's going to bleed to death," the heavily helmeted Lady Sooraya points out. "Perhaps this village has a healer?" She suggests, looking around.

Julian snorts. "Healer or not, how are they -"

Kevin falls off his horse, stopping all talking. One of the other knights, smaller than the other two jumps down. "I'm alright." He tries to reassure.

"Julian!" The knight on the ground snaps. "Ride ahead into the village. See if they have someone." He nods and knees his horse heading toward the village. "Sooraya, get over to that house and see if they have a cart. Buy it if you have to." She snaps out orders, her metal gloves holding Kevin still. "Stay still, Your Highness. We'll get you somewhere safe."

He swallows and nods. He knows his side is bleeding again. He knows that he's been losing blood pretty steadily since they had been attacked by the small troupe of bandits. He closes his eyes, only to have his shoulder shaken. "Don't you dare pass out on me." She snaps at him.

"Not trying to." He whispers, as he fights to keep his eyes open. "J, ride for Josh. Soo and Julian got me."

"Not yet. I'm going to get you to a healer first." She says, stubbornly. "Besides, the King will have our heads if we let you die. I like my head." She looks up as someone approaches. "Stand and explain yourself." She says, getting to her feet and resting a hand on her sword.

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The approaching figure is quick to pause once she gets an eye full of the knight with her sword. She swallows thickly as her eyes dart between the gathered group, having heard a good deal of the conversation before she came up on the group.

... Hold on. Hold on. If her eyes get much wider they'll just pop right out of her head. The figure on the ground, that's --!

Wait, she was asked a question. "I'm Angela. My grandparents and I live just behind you." Here she points a finger thoughtlessly behind the knight and then is quick to draw her hand back in a gesture of surrender.

Her gaze turns back to the man on the ground. He's definitely the prince, she knows that for certain. And he's not looking so good. She could ask what happened but that seems way less important than doing something about it.

"If you let me pass you I can let my grandparents know and you can bring him to our house. You were sending the others off to the village, right? It'll be a bit of a walk so we should get the bleeding stopped."

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