you’d, princess of galladoorn, had been caught in a knife fight with a stupid gang of men while hunting in the forest, and they were pretty big. you were failing miserably, and one of them ended up stabbing you in the shoulder. hard.

thankfully, kit heard your scream, and managed to fight the men off with her sword, then immediately bent down to see if you were okay. she didn’t know you, but she cared.

she laid you down against a tree, knowing you were fighting tears.

“it’ll be easier if you’re quiet.” she said, gently dabbing around the wound after stopping the blood pooling out.