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It was before dawn when Milli woke up.
Her back was aching, but she felt warm. Opening her eyes she saw a coat was draped around her body.
She tried to sit up and was surprised that her back wasn´t hurting as much as she thought it would-it almost didn´t hurt at all.
Lambert was no where to be seen.
Where is he? His horse is still here so he must be somewhere.
"How´s the back?"
Milli nearly jumped out of her skin.
There he was leaning against a tree behind her and chuckled about her reaction.
"Its numb." This answer made the Witcher frown.
"I need to check on your back."
He helped her to remove his shirt and bandages from her.
His fingertips touching her skin making her shiver.
"I can´t see anything that hints to a poisoning. Its already healed quite a bit. We will wait until its hurt again before putting new ointment on. Don´t want to risk one."
He helped her back into the shirt, before they had a quick breakfast.
Dawn had just begun, when Lambert motioned for her to get on the horse.
She reached for the saddle but stopped, when the hem of the shirt slipped up to her ass.
Millis cheeks became a slight shade of red.
"There is a little problem here. I have no trousers to wear and your shirt can´t really be called a dress- so..."
She spoke while turning to face the Witcher, who had a grin plastered to his face.
Milli suppressed to roll her eyes and sighted.
"No problem for me." He answered.
"You told me yesterday I have to wear a dress that reaches the fucking forest floor to not be considered a whore and now it is no problem for me to walk around almost naked?" She asked him.
He hadn´t considered that.
"When you put it this way-" He paused to think.
"You are hurt. We can say I found you on the road after you were attacked by bandits."
"And now you are escorting me home. You think they will buy this?"
"Maybe. Maybe not, we will see." Was his short and final answer.
"Now get on the horse. I saw you already in your underwear so no need to be all shy now."
Now Milli rolled his eyes.
Well he´s right.
Lambert seated himself behind the young woman, like the other days before.
But became stiff suddenly.
The man had not see it before, but his shirt had slid up her tights and covered barely her modesty now.
His eyes stayed on her for a long time and he could feel something rise inside of him.
"See something you like?" asked the young woman, her voice dripping with a mix of sarcasm and annoyance.
"Yeah. Could be more though." He grinned, but reached for the coat and draped it around her legs.
"Thank you." She whispered earning a nod as an answer.
Her back began to ache, not because of the wounds, because of the way she sat.
Lambert, who´s arms where draped around her to stir the horse, suddenly sneaked around her waist and pressed her against him without a word.
She relaxed against him and slowly her back stopped aching.
They reached the village a few hours later and were greeted by angry looks and sneers.
Do they always react that way?
"Mutant."
"We don´t want likes like you here!"
" Take your whore and go away!"
"We don´t need monsters here!"
"Assholes" mumbled Milli in response.
"I found her in the forest a few days back after she was attacked by bandits. We need clothing for her and we will be on our way again." Lambert spoke, anger clearly in his voice towards an man, he new was the spokesperson of that village.
"And who says it wasn´t you who kidnapped her? That what Witcher to."
"I do. Are there any cloths we can buy? So we can be on our way again." He growled.
"We don´t have dresses."
"I don´t care. Then trousers." He was losing his temper.
Lambert reached for his sack of gold and pulled some coins out of it.
"This is more then enough to pay for the things we need."
He showed his opponent the coins.
"You will get what you need. But as soon as you have the cloths you and the woman will be on your way again and don´t come back."
"Agreed."
Lambert dismounted his horse and waited for Milli to dismount as well.
She readjusted the coat, so she wouldn´t flash everybody while getting off the horse.
When her feet touched the ground, she was glad the Witcher stood behind her, the hem of the coat stuck at the stirrups and left her body immediately.
Fuck
"You can stay in my house while you try the old cloths of my wife." The eldest told Milli.
"I will come with you."
Milli smiled glad, but the man frowned.
The house they entered was similar to Davas and Sapras little cottage. One big room was the center.
"You can change in our bedroom."
"Thank you."
Milli waited inside the small bedroom for the promised dresses.
The dresses were simple and well worn, but Milli was no one to complain.
Good I lost some kilos since I got here, or these things wouldn´t fit.
Both dresses fit more or less, but they would do.
She exited the room, with Lamberts shirt draped over her arm.
"They fit." Was the only thing the young woman said.
Lambert handed the man the promised coins and the walked back towards the horse.
The looks some of the man, that had gathered outside, send their way made the woman shiver.
She mounted the horse and they were on their way before Lambert had reached the saddle.
They rode again in silence for almost an hour.
She could feel the anger radiate of his body.
"What kind of dicks did we just met?"
Her comment made him smile.
"The usual ones."
"Really? Man I hope we don´t need to be in villages often."
"We need to get new provisions soon. There is a bigger settlement in a fortnights ride.
They are usual not as hostile as little villages. I need to do one or more contracts there."
"Oh. If there is something I can do to help you-"
"Yeah. Be quiet for once."
The sudden change in his behavior surprised the young woman.
Did I say something wrong?
She did not dare to say a word for the rest of the morning.
Her back began to hurt again shortly after noon and she tried to suppress any noise.
It worked fine, until the horse stumbled a bit and a jolt went through her back.
A whimper escaped her lips and the horse stopped immediately.
Shit
"Sorry." She mumbled and looked down on the horses neck.
Milli felt Lambert dismount and flinched in anticipation.
He walked around and stood on front of her.
"Get off the horse." He said with anger in his voice.
She lift her right leg over the saddle, pain radiating from her back, and slipped down, still not facing the Witcher.
"Show me your back." He ordered.
"I can´t lift the dress."
She mumbled and was sure he was frowning behind her back.
Milli unbuckled the belt, that fastened the dress around her waist.
Getting a firm grip on the saddle, the young woman readied herself for the pain.
Lambert reached for the hem of the dress and began to lift it up.
He stopped his movement for a second, when the hem reached her ass, but went slowly up again and lifted it over her head.
When he unwrapped the bandages the pain grew until it was almost unbearable.
"Why didn´t you told me earlier that the pain started again? There are red marks around the stitches. I need to tent to it immediately." He growled.
She flinched.
Please be nice.
He tend to the wounds ruff but gentle. The ointment stung at first but soon the pain stopped.
A push against her shoulder made her turn around to face the armored man.
"Look at me."
The Witcher used his hand to lift her chin, so he was able to look her in the eyes.
He saw pain and worry in them.
"You need to tell me when your back is bothering you. This could have resulted in an infection or blood- poisoning. It is healed more than it should be by a normal human, but it can still turn to the worst."
Milli tried to not look into his catlike eyes.
"You said I should be quiet and sounded angry."
Lambert sighted in response and made her look into his eyes, there was a hint fear in it.
He helped her to readjust her belt.
"I was not mad a you. I am responsible for you, no matter how angry I am. If you are in danger, I need to be able to count on the fact that you tell me that."
The blue haired woman nodded in understanding.
"There is a little clearing near by. We will rest there for the night."