"Sorry, you have arrived on such a sad day." I said as dismounted, left and headed to where Eric lie resting.

"Eleana…where are you?" Eric asked his voice shaky.

"I am at your side." I said my voice soft and comforting.

One of the wolves brought a small leaf full of wild medicines. Eleana looked towards the leaf and picked up pieces and slowly began to tend to the wounds, tears fall from her eyes, at least one tear per wounds.

Upon rising the next morning, the king comes and sees Eleana asleep on the cave floor and Eric barely breathing. He pulls out his dagger, and walks to Eric, he looks at Eleana her face shows her love for Eric. The king puts his dagger away and helps treat the wounds.

Eleana wakes and notices what the king is doing; his servants stand near by shocked.