Elise quickly moved to crouch in the ground. She didn't know if the wound was terrible but by the amount of blood that had soaked on the fabric, it was evident that the amount of blood wasn't a little.
Living in the town and in the village, Elise was well known to attend wounds. Her hands took out the handkerchief she had to press down to the woman's wound when from afar, a group of men came to stop before them. Noticing the people who had been chasing her caught up, the woman whimper, her hand clutching tight to the hem of Elise's skirt.
"Please step away from the woman, miss," said one of the man who was dressed in entirely black and one badge on his chest to indicate he was assigned to protect the peace in the land, who was employed by the Lord.
