A Cold Snap
13.

Ice is tough. It's also brittle. Once it cracks, it just falls apart. Or it melts into goo if you leave it out too long or too close to the flames.

My jaw hurts now. It hurts and it keeps hurting and it's annoying. It's distracting. It makes me move it. It makes me want to go and get some ice but my legs won't move.

And my throat is screaming and wants some water but I don't want to get up for that either.

So I don't. And the knight that's not mine leaves instead, through the window.

Just like a hero from a cartoon except where's the damsel he's saved?