Carrying her up, he dropped her on the bed and brought the duvet up to cover, but stopped midway when he noticed how rough her face was. He was guessing it was from the whole stress she had to face because of him today.
Unable to watch her sleep covered in her dirt, he picked her up and walked into the bathroom. Gently, he settled her on the table in the room and made her lean against him as he proceeded to remove her clothes.
He could feel her breath heaving up and down, as he struggled to take off her gown. Whenever he dropped his hand on her zip, she would flinch, causing him to start all over again.
Frustrated, he sighed and just stood thinking of how to overcome this feat. Undressing a woman had never been his problem but this was a sleeping woman.
