CHAPTER 21

MILA

Mila moved out of the fog with the precious flower in her hands. Arthur was lying still on the ground and Tony was crouching beside him.

"He is still unconscious," Tony muttered as Mila knealed beside Arthur.

"Not unconscious," Mila sighed as she placed her palm on Arthur's cheek, "just asleep."

And as if he was waiting for her touch, Arthur stirred.

"What?" Arthur woke with a start. "What happened?"

"You lost consciousness," Mila smiled.

"What happened to you?" Arthur asked, abashed. The horror in his wide eyes said more than enough. Mila touched her face and felt her fingers get moist. She had blood all over her body.

"You are hurt," Arthur snapped as he sat up straight. "You need a medic, where does it hurt?"

"Nowhere," Mila smiled.

But Arthur was not willing to listen. He was already on his way to his horse. Mila grabbed his hand and stopped him.

"Listen to me," Mila insisted but Arthur was babbling something. "Please listen to me, my love. Do you have a moment to hear me out