"I only wish to see you well." His voice remained soft, but he couldn't help letting his mind wander. To Larsa. He hadn't had any kind of contact from him and whilst he was quite sure the young Emperor was mad at him for what had happened at the ball, he had thought they'd cleared the air at least a little. Apparently, not.
Once he'd cleaned the wounds that weren't in specifically personal places, Noah grabbed another potion, popping the cork and beginning to rub the liquid into her worst wounds. "'Twould be ill of me to see a lady remain in dire pain, when I am able to help her."
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Date: 2009-11-15 12:01 am (UTC)Once he'd cleaned the wounds that weren't in specifically personal places, Noah grabbed another potion, popping the cork and beginning to rub the liquid into her worst wounds. "'Twould be ill of me to see a lady remain in dire pain, when I am able to help her."