Not today…
Uther wished to get back to Kaida. He wished to keep his promise, but he found himself stuck in a vicious cycle of pain. His side felt like a gaping hole had been dug into his flesh and his arch enemy kept washing their hands right in the blood that had collected there. Deepening them further each time as if seeking to punish him for atrocities he had committed against them.
He held his breath as another wave pain hit him, only this time it lasted but only for a moment and those hands felt delicate. So delicate he could have sworn he was being caressed while the sweetest of whispers bid him to open his eyes. He did and relief instantly washed over him when his eyes landed on his maiden.
That mussed hair had some semblance of intentional care lavished on it as it had been pull
