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Lying on the ground in a dazed state was, perhaps, the most beautiful woman Lord Eliwood had ever laid eyes upon. She was shivering, not with cold but with fear. It was then that our hero took notice of the damsel's wounds. Her ankle was bleeding, along with a small cut on her arm and blood was smeared across her forehead and cheek.

"Miss," started Eliwood.

This aroused her and caused her to go into a nervous state.

"Please, it's all right. I won't hurt you. I want to help in any way I can." Eliwood provided a hand for her to grasp so the young girl might have an easier time rising to her feet. The maiden hesitated, but finally accepted his offer for help.

"Thank you, for saving me from those bandits," croaked the girl as she fought back her tears. "If you hadn't come, then I don't know what they would have done to me."

Eliwood accounted the situation as harassment.  A young girl, all by her lonesome with the face of an angel and the elegance of a princess. How could this not tempt a mob of mischievous pirates looking for a thrill? Her shirt had been ripped in many places, her bodice slightly untied, and her skirt was covered in the dirt that she had been thrown into.

"Are there no gentleman in this world?" asked Rebecca.

Eliwood ignored the comment and asked for the girl's name.

"It's Priscilla, milord."

"Ah, Priscilla. A lovely name for a lovely lady."

She blushed and smiled upon hearing this.

"Thank you. May I ask for your names?"

"I am Lord Eliwood of Pherae." Claimed the red head.

"And I am Rebecca, also from the Pherae Principality."

There was an awkward silence to follow, for the strangers were not sure what exactly to say to each other.

"I suppose that horse is yours." stated Rebecca as she pointed to the grazing animal on the hilltop.

"Oh, yes actually. I should probably go and retrieve her…"

"Allow me. That ankle shouldn't be walked on, milady."

When Rebecca had left, Eliwood confronted the girl about what had just happened. "Lady Priscilla, besides any noticeable wounds, are you alright?"

"I suppose I'm just a bit shaken up. Nothing to be concerned with, Lord Eliwood."

"Perhaps you might come back to camp with us? I would feel much better if you did. We have a cleric who could tend to you…"

"Milord, you have done more than enough for me. I would hate to impose."

"Nonsense," laughed Eliwood. "Please Lady Priscilla, stay with us until you are well again. Wounds like yours will take at least a day or two to heal."

"You're sure I wouldn't be creating a problem?"

"Not at all. Of course, I should forewarn you that Rebecca and I are part of a battle against Laus. I suppose you could say that I'm leading it."

"I can help your troops if it is decided that I stay with you. I can wield staffs of sorts for healing purposes. You must think it odd though, that I can't heal myself."

"I understand. In this state you simply don't have the drive to do so."

The wind rustled through the grass and a seagull squawked over head as it neared the large body of water ahead.

"We should head back, milady. People might start to wonder were we have gone, and the sooner you see our cleric, the less chance you have of those gashes getting infected."

"Aye." But as the maiden took a step, her ankle instantly buckled from beneath her and gave way. She fell to her knees and watched as the ankle wound's scab cracked apart, and a trickle of dark red blood seeped out. "Ah, cut by the bit of an axe," she murmured. "Should've avoided that."

"Is it bleeding again?" question Eliwood.

"Tis."

"Can you stand on it at all?"

Priscilla tried to stand again but quickly fell into Eliwood's open arms. "No, milord. I'm afraid it's that bad. Maybe if I just wait for a moment…"

"That won't do." To Priscilla's surprise, Eliwood scooped her up and began to carry her away.

"Milord!" gasped Priscilla. She had not expected him to act so openly.

"Hush, now. You need medical attention quickly and I'll do what I can to see that you get it."

Meanwhile, Rebecca, who had been waiting with Priscilla's stead, had a birds-eye view of the sight. "My, my!" she giggled quietly. Priscilla's red hair fell down her back in small waves as she allowed Eliwood to sweep her off her feet and take her away. Her green eyes twinkled with a secret delight and from that moment on, she realized that she had taken a fancy to her savior.

"Many thanks…" She rested her head on his shoulder and closed her eyes for rest.

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