Elsie

-Bart-

“Do you think she and the baby will be alright Bart?” The woman asked casting a glance back to Conor who was asleep on his stomach. She was dressed like a soldier and a short sword hung at her side. She was fairly tall and muscular for a woman. She looked almost identical to Conor and Michael, but her eyes were green, and her dark brown hair was long and wavy down to the middle of her back. “I would hate to see Conor lose his mind over this girl.”

“I haven’t been able to examine her yet, Elsie. They just let her go about five minutes ago.” Bart replied as he pressed his stethoscope to Karen’s chest for about a minute. He then moved it down to her belly for another minute. “Well, I can hear the baby’s heartbeat… She doesn’t appear to have any physical injuries that I can see. But I’m fairly certain that she was forced into pleasing your father and his lusty generals…” Bart started doing a limited pelvic exam on Karen to make sure there were no obvious injuries.

“She has to have