She was enjoying running her fingers through the soft, white fluffiness around his neck and listening to his soft growling snores. But soon her thoughts were pulled back to his injury. It was such a horribly terrible wound; it couldn't have been caused by natural means. "You are such a glorious creature." She whispered to herself not wanting to wake him. "Who could possibly want to harm you?"
She was startled when a voice answered her. "Two evil sorcerers seek his death." She looked around but couldn't find the source of the voice.
"Who's there?"
"I'm here. Look down, milady."
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