For heaven's sake.

You didn't think you would get tangled up in this situation, though perhaps you should've known better. You were good at climbing trees, so how did it come to this?

Dangling on a weak branch–it was going to break at any second. Just your luck when you had sent Kyle Ettman away. Well you couldn't leave the little poor bird alone! It had fallen out of its nest and it was lucky enough to still be alive.

If you hadn't slipped—

God if you had just landed on a more sturdy branch—

You try wriggling your feet to reach the side of the tree, only to end up losing a shoe. Lord. Your leg was definitely going to break if you fell from this height, and out of all the times this happened, it had to happen when Uncle wasn't home!

"Should I save you?" The Duke. Oh you could never figure him out! He was mean and unsettling, and it irks you at how poised he is. You were sure he wouldn't even care if you died.

One thing lead to the other. After boldly cursing him off, being frustrated as he didn't seem like he wanted to help—the branch broke.

You screamed for him, and he came running after you. You lie there in his arms, one of his hands wrapped around your waist and the other holding your head gently. When you try to shift away, he tightens his grip over you.

You weren't hurt at all, just a little dizzy, and perhaps a little nervous.