Betroved to who?!(Medieval rp, open)

[twofrogsinacoat]

:Juliet:

I couldn't answer. My vocal chords refused to work and it was beginning to be a struggle to breathe, so I just shook my head. More blood spilled from the wound.

[Ƨαρнιяα Ɯσℓғ]

Ashton picked her up very carefully, he moved her into the castle and to the medical room of the castle he put her down on a small bed and ran out getting a doctor who rushed in to look at her then started to whipe the blood away and slowly and very carefully pull the knife out.

[twofrogsinacoat]

:Juliet:

As I felt the knife being slid from my flesh, another scream escaped my lips. My vision was blurred from tears. I screamed again in pain.

[Ƨαρнιяα Ɯσℓғ]

Ashton stood by her side holding her hands put not in the doctors way, he would refuse to move from her side until he knew she was okay, the doctor continued to clean the would the apply several bandages.

[twofrogsinacoat]

:Juliet:

I moaned. It hurt so badly! Why would someone do this to me? What had I done? The bandages stung my wound and I cringed.

[Ƨαρнιяα Ɯσℓғ]

Ashton would find who did this and skin them alive, he could only hope for the best now as he watched, when the doctor had finished he just simply told her to rest, there was not much else he could do.

[twofrogsinacoat]

:Juliet:

As the doctor walked away, I sniffled and looked up at Ashton with sad, pained eyes. "It hurts," I whimpered.

[Ƨαρнιяα Ɯσℓғ]

Ashton went down onto his knees so he would be at her level and nodded " I know, I'm sorry."

[twofrogsinacoat]

:Juliet:

"Don't apologize, it's not your fault," I told him, holding onto his hand with one of mine. The other rested by my still-bleeding side. I felt somewhat dizzy.

[Ƨαρнιяα Ɯσℓғ]

Ashton held her hand "Just rest, dont waste your breath and energy on talking." he stroked her hand with his thumb.