The fairies stayed inside, they never had a fondness for getting their wings wet and weighed down.
Stepping out of the door and walking briskly over to the spot the first thing his saw was soaking wet pure white feathers with one large wing seeming to be bent in different places.
The second was that those feathers was actually attached to a person, if it could be deemed a person. There was no movement that Arthur could see besides the small rise and fall of his breathing.
The last thing to notice was that to the owner of the wings was absolutely handsome, even the rain didn't seem to take away from his looks. He had a simple large shirt and a pair of trousers that were ripped, some scraps were visible on the stranger's skin that most likely have been smooth and unblemished.
Shaking his head trying to ride of himself of the intruding thoughts, he was cautious as he touched the person.
No reaction.
"Excuse me...oi! can you hear me?" he shook him and still no reaction, he was knocked out cold.
The fairies were peering from the doorway to try and get a better view of who or what had fallen.
"I'm going to bring him in, would you all help me out, I don't want to track too much water in, have the bed ready with some towels and blankets prepared."
The fairies flew off to help in anyway they could, Arthur was already shivering from being now drenched and soaked to the bone. He moved and somehow managed to get the stranger on his back, he was quite heavy and it was a bit hard to get adjusted.
"bloody hell did you eat an elephant?" he grumbled as he made his way into the house.
The fairies flew around them with questions and worries.
"He's not looking so good."
"Is he alright Arthur?"
"Look he has large wings he kinda looks like an angel!"
"I've never seen an angel before! His wings don't look as amazing as I thought they would."
"Oh no this one looks broken, I hope it can be fixed."
Arthur made it to the bedroom where the covers had been pushed aside and towels layered the bed to keep the mattress dry. He did his best to set the other down gently and on his side before standing up and removing his coat to drape over a chair.
"Right now you all know as much as I do, I doubt he could be an angel, when he wakes we can get to the bottom of this. Now help me dry him up before he starts to soak through the towels."
With the aid of his small friends they managed to dry him up. Much to his embarrassment he also had to strip the other of the drenched clothes and covered his lower half with a blanket.
With all that done Arthur could now get a better look at at the newcomer. This stranger's hair was still damp but he would assume it would look like a golden wheat color, he seemed young, maybe around early 20's or so. His skin was fair, not pale like Arthur's in comparison, also he only appeared to be in a sort of deep slumber.
Checking the wings they were large and looked powerful, one was still bent in an awkward angle and needed to be fix but wasn't sure if he should leave it be for now or help fix it. He doubled check and could see they were real from how they were attached to his body.
"He appears knocked out, perhaps hitting his head in the fall, the wing looks painful. Either way it doesn't look like he will be waking up anytime soon. I'm going to take a quick bath and change clothes, keep an eye on him just in case. We don't want him to harm himself anymore than he has. When he awakens we can begin the questioning until then."
Gathering up his clothing and the wet clothes, Arthur gave one final glimpse to the winged person on his bed before leaving the room.
Author's Note: Short chapter, not much to it but the next one will be longer for sure, just you wait. school is almost over for me and I still need papers to right and stuff so until then it's gonna be a busy week for me not to mention with work to. I adjusted only a slight detail in the first chapter but it remains the same, don't worry.