Meld beckoned the knights over to the living room where she directed them to carry Chevrette's daughter over to a comfortably cushioned chair. When the knights gently guided the nobleman's daughter to the chair, she detached from them and moved by herself, straightening the blood encrusted hem of her skirt as much as she could before sitting in the chair.
Meld and Sylvie both took a second to analyze the girl, picking up every possible detail they could off of a single cursory glance short enough to keep the girl as comfortable as possible. She appeared in her mid-teens and was slight of body, on the thin side despite her dress shrouding her figure. Her complexion belonged to that of nobility with healthy and well-maintained skin that remained unscarred, indicating she herself had not suffered any significant harm.
