"My lady!"
The carriage man immediately helped her come out of the debris of their carriage. Her mind was still buzzing pain and nausea, and she could feel him watching.
Merakh.
"What happened…?" Aesther weekly murmured.
Their carriage had strayed from the road, collapsing against some trees before it brutally smashed down.
"They attacked us," He said, gesturing towards the other carriage.
Merakh calmly stepped out, he was in no hurry because she already appeared to be on the verge of collapsing.
"I have sworn to protect the Sacred Order, Your Grace," the carriage man and a knight, firmly said as he held her shoulders, "Fear not. I will not let anything bad happen."
She smiled a little, slowly walking inside the forest. "Thank you, Sir Knight. But it doesn't hurt that much…"
Aesther grabbed his armoured hand as Merakh entered the woods, "Now run with me."
"Wait—!"
