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"Thud!" the sound of a man falling on his knees filled the room.
With her eyes filled with horror, she turned to look at the man with dark raven hair and obsidian eyes. A lot of marks and fresh injuries could be seen from his torn clothes. The blood was still dripping from his mouth when he was forced to kneel in front of them.
Two knights were holding his shoulders to keep him down there. His head was lowered so she could not see what kind of expressions he was holding but she could imagine the pain he was suffering through.
"That.. that. Who is he, my lord?" Although she claimed that she did not know her, her face was filled with worry and her eyes were scanning her body with so much hurt as if she was barely holding herself to not run to him and hold him in her arms and tell her everything would be alright.