HE GAZED AT HER COMING CLOSER.
The King was seldom put in the position of being at the mercy of others, whoever he had fought against had to be a holy creature of some sort. Along with the mercy of this, he found that he was in pain, a foreign feeling as well. His gaze fell to his wound and bloody digits, it angered him that he had been pushed into a corner of needing the help of others.
“It only sounds like your guards are doing their job, not exactly exasperated with them – just worried of my condition should they see me again.” Lucifer’s free elbow shook as he struggled to push his back against the backrest, energy depleting as he let out a vexed sigh and let his head fall back. Eyes squeezed shut and he pressed his fingers into the wound again, it seemed the more he pressed the number he’d become. Thankfully. He cursed himself for thanking GOD for the numbness.
Turning his tired gaze at her once again, “I am OFFENDED you think I would cause trouble, my dear lady.” A quiet chuckle left him, followed by a distressed wheeze as the pain rolled in once again. “I assure you, if you help me I can return your kindness somehow. I will not stay long, I have matters to tend to myself and I do not wish to keep you on your toes with worry.” Lulling his blonde head back again he stared at the ceiling, surely she wouldn’t let him die here. The woman didn’t appear to be one of that type of game, but he knew better than anyone that appearances did not matter with turning people away.
“I can only warn you, that you do not want me to pass here.” It was a threat, a promise to seek her people out once he recovered. Blue eyes turned to her as the numbness set in again, his head turning ever so slightly to the door he came into. “I SWEAR to you miss.” Lips thinned out and he sighed perplexed, perhaps this kingdom hadn’t heard of him yet – he would definitely make a mark if given a chance. “I will introduce myself,” lowering his head briefly and extending his hand out to the side in a seated curtsy motion he let out a hum, “LUCIFER AMBROSE. I also answer to Satanas, Morningstar, Fire-bringer,” A low growl escaped at the next alias, “Devil. What do I refer to you as?”
“they are good guards who know to protect those who serve the people of the kingdom. forgive my assumptions, but i cannot be too careful.” taking a cloth that she folded up, jocelyn got even closer & pressed the cloth against the spot where the man’s blood was seeping out. “try not to move so much.” she instructed without even knowing what she was actually doing. maybe it was the man’s warning that jocelyn knew wasn’t made lightly, or because she didn’t want someone to make a bigger mess of things than was necessary.
she then met his eyes as the man named lucifer introduced himself, the name itself making the princess freeze with the rag in hand. “are you really who you claim to be?” she asked despite knowing it was ridiculous to inquire about such a thing. she couldn’t help it though; it just felt too odd to know who was under her care. even if jocelyn was now a bit wary of being in his presence, she still refrained from calling for the guards. “..my name is jocelyn & i am the princess of this realm.”
it was then that the door opened & in walked a maid whom jocelyn was quick to voice a request to, knowing the elder woman might not keep quiet about what she stumbled upon. “bring me medical supplies & tell no one of what you have seen.” thankfully for her, the woman simply nodded & departed the room, leaving jocelyn to return her gaze to the man. “you will be alright soon, i assure you.”
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