He continued to breathe shallowly and felt Jarmin wrap her small arms around him, putting him at ease.
"you don't have to call me sire." he replied pulling her close and smelling her hair "here, away from everyone, we are equal."
He lay there for a few minutes feeling her chest rise and fall by his side, he sat up and reached for the bedside table, which was just out of reach, moving his knee causing him to gasp in pain. He slumped back on the bed, defeated by his own knee.
He sighed "what do you see in a useless cripple like me?" he asked the delicate girl half curled on his chest and half on the bed.