Caden heard River and ran towards the sound of her voice, dodging the swords of both Outlaws and enemies. He had never heard her sound so desparate before.
But as soon as he reached her, he wished he hadn't.
He stood frigid for a moment, staring at Molton's bloodied form, then asked quietly, "Is it serious?"
River pretended not to hear him, hrriedly trying to clean and bandage the wounds with shaking fingers.
He quickly caught one of the healers and demanded, "how bad is Molton?"
the woman hesitated, then said slowly, "I wasn't able to look at him for very lo--"
"Is he going to live?" Caden demanded more urgently.
She glanced back at the old innkeeper, then shrugged helplessly. "We'll see what we can do," was all she said.
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