The most the maids and staff in the mansion could do was use everything they could as pillows for the soldiers as they were laid on the floor of the rooms. Edmund was no different; Ariadne laid him next to a soldier in a similar condition, uncontious and with blood dripping but unlike Edmund, the soldier was bleeding from his arm.

As she got up, Eliza came right next to the duchess with her hand closed to her own chest with a concerned expression.

‘So much blood.’ She came down to her knees next to Edmund.

‘Alon said if it wasn’t for him, all of these brave soldiers would be dead, but I think his state is my fault.’ Ariadne clenched her fists.

‘How?’ Eliza starts to strip him of clothes, trying to find wounds on his body.

‘I ordered him to help with the slave magic; Alya, help her.’ She looked away while his clothes were being stripped off.

‘As your wish.’ Alya got to the other side, got to her knees and started to help Eliza.

‘I don’t really understand, but I’m going to do my best to heal him and everyone here.’ Eliza looked at the duchess.

‘I trust you, Eliza; I’m just going to be in the way here; stay and help Alya; I’m going to my room to change.’ Ariadne walked out of the room.

Eliza noticed the belt around his thigh but it was loosened. She pulled off his pants with the help of Alya. The wound was not big or anything but it passed straight through his thigh. Blood was still dripping from it. Eliza put her hands on both sides of the wound, asking Alya to help her and again the glow came from her hands. With no time, the wound closed, leaving behind a circular scar.

‘I can’t believe it; it just healed.’ Alya looked at Eliza with her mouth open.

‘Everytime I do this, I can’t believe it too, but this is all possible because of him. Can you please take care of him? I need to see the others.’ Eliza stood up and sat next to the Shafran next to Edmund.

Alya returned him to his original position; she saw a bucket with water and a towell, asked a maid to give it to her and using a sheet to cover his private parts, she took his clothes off and began to clean him from top to bottom.

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The two rooms now had maids running back and forth with new sheets and buckets of water; after sometime other people came running from the front door of the mansion in white clothes and entered the room.

Ariadne changed her clothes and was taken by surprise when a Chatzi female barged the front doors, screaming a name and looking around until she saw the duchess looking at her with a surprise expression.

‘I’m sorry, duchess; I’m looking for my husband; I’m really sorry.’ Ruth looked down, bowing to her.

‘No problem; I was just surprised. Who is your husband?.’ Ariadne smiled at her.

‘His name is Ethan; people are coming here. I just ran faster.’ She was still in the same position.

‘Walk with me and what is your name?’ The duchess continued to walk toward the rooms where the soldiers were.

‘My name is Ruth Aaron; as I said before, my husband is Ethan; he is a corporal.’ She followed behind the duchess.

‘No, be by my side.’ Ariadne looked behind at the woman.

‘Oh, I’m sorry, your highness.’ She ran quickly to her side.

‘Did he work in a carpenter shop?’ The duchess opened her fan.

‘Yes, he said he did; there was a woman there too, Leah.’ She spoke her name with anger in her tone.

Ariane was surprised by her tone change when Leah’s name was mentioned, but she hid her chuckle with her fan. Ethan was in the corridor talking with Alon; he was dirty because of the dry blood on his skin and clothes. The moment Ruth saw his face, she ran and jumped on the corporal, giving him a hug.

‘Wow, Ruth?’ He held her face, looking at her teary eyes.

‘Are you alright? Are you hurt? I knew it; you can’t go again; stay with me.’ She tightened her hug and put her face on his chest.

‘Calm down, I’m alright, just calm down.’ He looked at Alon.

The capitain nodded at him, turned around, and saw the duchess standing there looking at the two hugging, using her fan to cool herself. As he came closer, she looked at him with a serious look.

‘How can we prevent something like this from happening again? I want solutions, Capitain.’ She passed him and entered the room Edmund was in.

He saluted her and took a deep breath, turning around and looking through the window. When he saw people walking toward the mansion, Alon walked to the front door, which opened at the moment an old A-Dam male was pushing it to try to open.

‘What are you people doing here?’ Alon walked forward and closed the door behind him.

‘I’m Caleb’s father; I want to see my son; my wife wants it too.’ The old man grabbed a gray-haired Chatzi female hand.

As everyone came closer to the door and saw Alon in front of the door, they stopped and just waited for him to say someone as he just scanned the people with his eyes.

‘Look people, the soldiers are being treated by Eliza and the apreendices of the doctor; right now you would only be in their way; come back tomorrow and I will put in place where one at the time you can visit them, ok?’ Alon raised his voice.

Their looked at him disappointed but as they looked at one another, they all turned around and started to walk way from the mansion door.

‘What the guys at the gates are doing? I really need Rita right now.’ He sighed as he looked at the blue sky.

‘You need me for what?’ Rita opened the front door.

‘I don’t know; I just like to be with you; it calms me down.’ He turned around and hugged her.