The Deed

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carried that bow with her
     everywhere as a child, she had been so pleased at being allowed to learn to use it.
    A sudden cry from ahead had warned of trouble. Slowing at once, Emma had crept quietly
     forward, following the sounds of a small scuffle. A small and very short scuffle. She had
     ended perched behind a tree, staring wide-eyed at a pair of large, rather mean looking
     real villains who had accosted her cousin. One of them had been holding him none too
     gently by the arm as they had debated what to do with him. Ransom had been an option, but
     they had decided by his dress that he must not be very rich. Emma and Rolfe had always
     been admonished to wear their most common clothes when playing in the woods lest they ruin
     perfectly good ones.
    Deciding that he was just a village brat, they had determined between them that it would
     be best simply to kill him so that he could not tell of having seen them. Then they had
     begun discussing how they should accomplish the task. That was when Emma had realized that
     she had to save her cousin. She had been the only one capable of it at the moment. With
     very little thought, she had notched her bow with an arrow, aimed carefully at the nearest
     of the two villains, and let her arrow fly. The second arrow had been quivering against
     her bow before the first had hit its mark and had then quickly been released as well. A
     mere second later Rolfe had found himself standing between two dead men. He had known at
     once who his savior was and had called her name, but Emma had been too busy throwing up in
     the bushes to answer.
    And you never saw your savior?
    Emma heard Blakes question, and realized that even as she had been remembering the
     incident, her cousin had told of it, obviously leaving out mention of her. As she
     listened, he continued to do so. Oh, aye, I have seen Lord Darion. On that day and many
     others.
    What did he say to ye? one of the men who had helped to carry Lord Amaury to his room
     asked now, all of the men had listened with deep interest to the story.
    Ah, well, he was a bit too busy at the time to say much, as I recall.
    Emma rolled her eyes at the laughter in his voice. He had teased her endlessly ever since
     over her losing her stomach that day.
    Too busy? Blake frowned slightly.
    Aye, and then he was gone and Emma was there.
    Ah, another man said. He didnt have time to even hear yer thanks. He fled afore anyone
     else should see him. His gaze turned to Emma, who was now busily stitching up her husband
     again. Have ye ever seen him, my lady?
    Oh, aye, Lord Darion saved her life once too, Rolfe answered for her. Really? Blake
     glanced at Emma curiously. Would you tell us the story, my lady? Alden asked shyly.
    Emma glanced at the boy. He had been silent and resolved throughout this endeavor, ready
     and willing to do whatever was necessary to help. There was not a sign of squeamishness on
     his face now as she pushed needle through flesh, just curiosity and interest. She wondered
     briefly if she might have a budding healer on her hands as she shook her head. Mayhap
     another time. However, I think my cousin can tell the story better. Perhaps down in the
     Great Hall, she added pointedly.
    Oh, aye. Tis best to let her tend his lordship. No doubt we are just in the way here.
     Rolfe moved toward the doorway and waited for the others to follow.
    Alden hesitated, then stayed where he was as the rest of the males in the room immediately
     filed out.
    Pausing at the door, Blake peered back. Will he be all right?
    Emma stopped after pushing another stitch through the unconscious mans skin, then sat back
     to peer at Blakes pale face unhappily. I do not know. He took a hard knock.
    Blake was silent as he accepted that, then sighed wearily and turned away. Call me if he
     wakes, if you would, my lady.
    Aye, Emma murmured as he closed the door. Then she turned to finish stitching up the wound
     on her husbands

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