The strong woman was holding you, helping you walk over to a bed, her bed. It was unusual for her to show around her room. It was private, her personal space. Though, she let you in and carefully placed you down on the mattress. With a swift wave of her hand, her bodyguard left. It was only you two in the room now and she carefully inspected your leg.

“What were you thinking? Getting yourself injured like this. What are you trying to do? Kill yourself? Think, you stupid woman.” She was scolding you, shaking her head. As she went back up, she took off her armor, walking around to find something to help you fix that broken leg of yours.