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Lia knelt by the li, and pressed the wound harder She looked over her shoulder and watched the knight slice a shank fro at his waist It was followed by three buttered rolls and a whole cherry tart

"Those are for the Alder exactly who Pasqua would bla yet!"

"There we are, a cloth!" He snatched one of the fine linen napkins and hurried over, licking his fingers He held out the napkin to exchange with hers

"That is one of the Aldermaston’s napkins!"

"Is a lad’s life held so cheaply here? WeHere, put your hand on this and hold it tight The linen will sop the blood better" He grabbed her wrist and pressed her hand against the bleeding

"That is not the way to do it," she said "Here, let s I can cure his and a kettle of ater fro of blue woad She watched as the knight grabbed two rapes, and a small tub of treacle and stuffed the?"

"Hmmm? Victuals, lass I will leave a little pouch with coins on the mantle" He pointed to the fire

"Pasqua will be furious," Liaprovisions near the young man’s head She steeped the cloth with some hot water and wiped blood from his face He did not flinch or start, but his eyes darted beneath his eyelids His body started to trerabbed his hand

"He is too cold Where is his cloak?" She pouredhis face a second tiainst the cut on his eyebrow If Soere awake, she could have helped pestle the woad But Lia was left to do it all herself

The knight’s shadow smothered her from behind She turned her head and looked up at him

He nodded "Woad? Ah, you studied under a healer as well as a cook? It is a useful plant You are a good lass Make him well I will be back for him in three days Keep him hidden, if you can"

Panic Pure and sudden panic

"What? You are not going to…not leaving him…"