Her eyes stayed on Adanril as she knew he saw all her wounds as Eredor picked her up. Mirial looked at Adanril as he ran into her camp and looked at Azaril. The look in her eyes sent him to accompany him so he was not harmed. She held onto Eredor's shirt but not as tight as she did Adanril unless her wounds hurt her more as they moved. "He had the chance to kill me once but he didn't do it. Adanril is kind, brave, and cares for me as if I am a doll of glass. But he finds my anger and queen side sexy...I just know that without him I would never be happy."

Eredor chuckled while he carried Mirial. What she spoke of Adanril sounded almost just like him. He had never seen Adanril care for someone like they would break from a simple touch. He was quite the brute in Eredor's eyes. "That sounds like him. And he finds that side of you sexy because no one ever yells at him or tells him he can't do something and most of the girls that make a move on him aren't of such high authority. Been given whatever he wants all his life. He has worked hard for it but I've never seen him this happy before. You are a good influence on him, he'll most likely listen to whatever you say. So if he goes to live with you I suggest you make sure he wears clothing, he would not be afraid to walk down the streets in a loincloth. " he spoke with a gentle smile and a few laughs. It amused him. He was rather liking the Queen. Wouldn't mind having her as a queen at all if she could tame their Adanril.

She blushed as she heard what Eredor had to say while he carried her towards the moon elf camp. Azaril had gone ahead with Adanril to ensure his safety in the camp from her men. Mirial looked at Adanril as she nodded and smiled at him. "I will. Especially when he becomes king." The queen said as she sat in Eredor's arms and watched her camp in the background.

Adanril walked into Mirial's camp not worried about her men. "If anyone of you care for your Queen you'll show me to a medic." he demanded not in an authoritative but one extremely worried, most likely too worried. It was just that he couldn't stand any wound on his love, even a scratch would cause him to worry. He was glad Azaril was by his side and he couldn't help but pet the wolves soft fur to calm himself.

Eredor carried their Queen in behind Adanril that was getting slowly more agitated. "Good plan." he said commenting on what the conversation they had just had. All he hoped now was that her men wouldn't make any assumptions they did this to Mirial. Couldn't hide the fact Adanril was beaten up and bloody.

Mirial's men let him pass once they saw that the queen was being carried and her arm was starting to bruise. "Adanril..." She said softly as she heard him speak and pet Azaril's fur. One of the medics lead Adanril to the tent and opened the flap of the tent for him before bowing. The medics inside looked to them as they stepped into to the tent. Her eyes went to her people as she cleared her throat. "We are wounded. So please, tend to our wounds. None of our wounds are fatal but we both require assistance." They nodded as one of the older medics indicated a bed for Eredor to set the queen down. Another indicated a bed across from her for Adanril.

Adanril followed the medic into the tent and took his place on the bed indicated to him. At first he couldn't look over to where Eredor set Mirial down and his friend sat down next to the Queen. He would be able to see Mirial injured, would end up taking care of her till she was better ignoring his wounds. They would heal and just add the collection of scars he had, minus the fact one of his ribs was most likely broken. It was causing him some discomfort. Would of still carried their Queen if she hadn't allowed Eredor do it.

Eredor now sitting next to Mirial looked over at her and between Adanril. "Wow... He is really worried about you." he drawled out in amazement. It was a first for him to see, because if he got hurt Adanril would just tell him to suck it up or hit in some other place. Had to tell himself it was out of love, just not true love like he had towards the moon elves queen. He hoped it would work out between them.

The medics flocked around the queen trying to wrap her foot, which was the easiest of her injuries. Mirial sat there and held a nurse's hand when it came time to pop her shoulder back into it's place. Her eyes closed as she was given a piece of leather to bite down on. She closed her eyes as the doctor pushed hard on her arm and popped it back into place. The queen gripped the nurse's hand as she groaned against the leather. Mirial only hoped that Adanril wouldn't come over and prevent them from doing their jobs. The doctors moved onto wrapping her sides to help her broken ribs heal. Soon, they laid her down and left her to rest on the cot. "That was painful..." Mirial said before closing her eyes.

There was no time for Adanril to realize what was happening to Mirial when he was quickly held down by Eredor after his shirt got removed. The prince wasn't at all comfortable with the things they put on his skin to cover the bleeding wounds he had, especially when it came into contact with his split lip. Even though he was in great discomfort he never let a sound escape his mouth. Would of hurt the image he had of the strong warrior. However once they were down Eredor instantly let go of Adanril and escaped outside the tent with the medics to stand guard outside. It was all because soon enough Adanril made his way over to Mirial's cot and joined her on it. He didn't much care what her people would think, he was worried about her and just wanted her in his arms again. So being as gentle as he could he slid Mirial into his body and arms. "Please allow me to hold you." he asked after he started holding her protectively in his arms.

She laid there on her cot for a while and nearly fell asleep when she heard the curtain surrounding her cot open to Adanril. Mirial blushed as she laid there with nothing covering her, but the wrap around her torso. Her eyes went to him as he picked her up and touched his face as she smiled and nodded. "Of course, Adanril." The queen looked at him as she held onto him with her good arm. Her wounded arm now in a sling to keep the arm stable.

Adanril just wanted to hold Mirial in his arms where she was safe. With great care he leaned forward and kissed her forehead making sure he didn't cause her wounded arm any discomfort. "Thank you Mirial. Sorry I woke you... Just couldn't handle being away from you." he spoke softly laying on her cot so she could fall back asleep if she chose to. He would just be gladly embracing her in his arms not caring what she was wearing because what matter to him now was that she was okay.

Her eyes went to him as she smiled and accepted the kiss to her forehead. "It's alright, Adanril. I was wondering how your wounds were." Mirial said as she sat up a little in her cot so she wouldn't fall asleep. She yawned slightly but tried to hide as she still felt sleepy. The queen looked to her husband to be and smiled at him, just glad to know he was safe.

He stayed laying on her cot as she sat up content with just being by her side. "I guess they aren't that bad because you have run away from me." he spoke jokingly knowing very well his face wasn't completely unscathed. His cheek was sore while his lip stung but he wouldn't complain. Would heal in a few days. If it scared then he would have a different reaction. Just like if Mirial got scared he wouldn't let the person that did it survive.

Mirial smiled as she touched his face gently and kissed his lips. "I will never run from you, as long as I live." Her eyes on his as she laid there with him and fought sleep. "I love you, Adanril." She said softly as her eyes stayed on him. The queen laid there with him as her bad arm hung at her side.

Adanril savored her kiss not wanting to push it any farther seeing as they were both pretty beat up. "I love you too, Mirial. Now get some sleep my love I will be here when you wake because I too will never run from your side." he spoke to her gently in a hushed tone that his Aunt spoke in to get him to sleep. Plus if she slept the better she would heal and he desired that the most.

She nodded and smiled as her lips brushed his again. "Okay." Her voice grew even more quiet as she looked at him while sleep started to take over her. Mirial looked at him and moved closer to him. "Will you sleep with me?" The queen blushed as she held onto him with her good arm.

Adanril kissed her back as softly as he could and gently pulled her into him so they were both comfortably together. "As long as you want me I will." he smiled at her unable to deny a request like that. Then he slid some of her hair behind her ear and gave her one last kiss.

Her eyes stayed closed as she fell asleep and stayed close to him. Mirial smiled in her sleep as he slid hair behind her ear and kissed her again. She laid there in her cot with him as the sun rose and the medics came in with some of the queen's knights.

They were a little wary to find the prince not in his cot but hers. A few of the knights scowled as they looked at the man and stepped towards the man but the medics stopped them. There would be no fighting with the queen so close. "These men would like a word with you." The head medic said to Adanril as Mirial held onto him.

When the medics entered and interrupted Adanril's pleasant rest he scowled himself in a fowl mood over being woken up. However he looked at the knights nodded and then down at Mirial thinking of how to move her without waking her. As slowly and gently as he could he released their Queens hold from his body before leaving the cot with as little movement as possible. Then the prince didn't make any fuse at all over having to speak with the knights. If they hit him, they would have to deal with Mirial's wrath and he knew he wouldn't be able to stop it.

Mirial started to stir as she felt her pillow and body heat leave her cot. Her eyes opened slowly as she looked up at Adanril then at her knights. "What's going on?" She looked back at Adanril and started to sit up, slowly. The queen winced as she moved her wounded body. The medic tried to calm her down but she refused. "I want to know what's going on!" Mirial nearly screamed it as she tried not to cry.

What Adanril was trying to avoid occurred and he just looked over at the knights shaking his head with a sigh. Then without waiting another moment he went over to Mirial's side. "It is okay Mirial! Please lay back down you aren't well enough to move. They just want to speak with me." Adanril's voice was slightly panicked not able to see his love close to tears or in pain. "You just call need to call for me and I'll be by your side." he reassured her with a smile keeping himself from touching her to anger her men anymore.

She looked at him and tried to calm down as she listened to him. Mirial laid back down and grabbed his hand before he left. Her eyes stayed on him as the medic patted her sweaty forehead and face. "Can't they question you, here?" The queen asked as she looked at the knights. A few of the knights scowled at the interaction between the two but got scowled at by the queen in return. The knights waited for Adanril to be released from their queen's grasp.

Adanril listened to her request patiently giving her hand a gently squeeze. "I don't think that will be possible. The medics need to take care of you and you know I don't want to get in the way. Please worry about yourself and work on healing." he explained softly bringing their Queen's fingers to his lips. The sooner he allowed her knights to question him or finish whatever he they desired, the sooner he would be with her again. That seemed a lot better to him then this. Not that he didn't mind them in the room, the more interaction the angrier they got.

Her eyes stayed on him as she nodded and watched him kiss her fingers. Mirial scowled at her guards and looked at them as she sat up. "If you harm one hair on his head, I swear you wish you hadn't." She said before pulling him down and kissing his lips. The queen truly loved Adanril and knew she was being selfish when she chose Adanril over her knight's feelings. "Don't let them bully you." Worry filled her eyes as she held onto him till she absolutely had to let hm go. "I wait for your return to me, in one piece."

It shocked Adanril when Mirial pulled him down into a kiss and it shown on his face. But once he felt her soft lips on his he couldn't keep himself from kissing her back. He didn't want to feel so happy over the fact he was chosen over her own knights, it was impossible though. And if it wasn't for the fact he hand to go speak with them he wouldn't of let the kiss they shared end so abruptly. "I won't let them bully me and I promise I'll return." he smiled at her before taking his turn in kissing before leaving her side to see what her guards wanted.

Mirial kissed him back and smiled as he kissed her and then walked towards them. The knights were shocked and appalled at the show of affection that was so open between the queen and her soon-to-be husband. A knight was posted at the front of the medic tent as the lead knight left the tent in a huff. He waited for Adanril outside and to the right of the medical tent.

When Adanril left, she just sat there before the medic insisted on her laying back down. Mirial did when her ribs started to ache and laid back as she closed her eyes. "Do you think they'll try to hurt him?" She asked a medic as she sighed.