Rosie's Games

137  Bandits 5

Rosalind swallowed the words that she wanted to ask Tabatha. She just responded with a hmm as she thought of the scene that happened just now. What was that? Was it even real? The fact that the Duke was rushing her way… and that she saw him bathing…

She used a pillow to cover her face then she screamed.

"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH."

She could die from embarrassment!

Why would she even think of him at that very moment? No. How could she teleport that far away from here? Again, she cleared her throat and then screamed into the pillow. Her nerves wouldn't calm down! For some reason, she could still feel her body trembling in front of him! It was as if she was in front of a beast!

His aura was intimidating, and the fact that he had to be naked at that time was simply too….

She should be ashamed of herself! She was considered an old woman! In her past life, she had already seen Jeames's body countless times. Why was she acting like this was her first time seeing someone bathe? Moreover, she did not even see his body as there was a cloth in between them.

If there was no cloth then perhaps she could have seen something but…

Frowning, she clicked her tongue and turned to look outside. This place was practically deserted. There were no trees and there was nothing but a vast, white, snowy, plain. It was not strange for there to be a town in a place like this. Still, an hour or two was not a short distance.

"Tabatha?" she called.

"Miss?"

"May I know how far that town is?"

"Replying to the Miss, the town should be about a kilometer away. However, the snow is quite thick so it will take about an hour to travel that distance. We need to be careful of the weather. Sometimes, the snow is thicker than two feet and thus we need to clear it out before the horses can move forward. This is the reason for the delay."

"I see…" A kilometer is not really far away, but this could be lifesaving for her! Is this because of that stone?

It might not be the case. Perhaps it was because of the changes that she experienced after the near-death experience! Then…. did that mean her body would evolve every time she experienced something like that?

Isn't that simply too harsh?

She shook her head and found a knife, and used it to cut her hand. Using her Blessing she healed the wound, and this time, she did not notice any changes in the speed of the healing. She was able to heal a cut that was about an inch long in about two minutes. Flesh wounds were very easy to heal, however, grave wounds were different.

"Tabatha, would you mind getting a horse for me? I would like to ride one."

"In this weather?"

"Yes."

"Alright. Please wait a minute."

After some time, Tabatha came back with one of the smaller horses. Rosalind immediately went outside and got on the horse. Observing the plain snow around them, Rosalind did not notice anything amiss, so she proceeded to go to the carriage in front of hers. It was where the lieutenant was currently staying.

She knocked on the windows and a grumpy-looking Fraunces opened it.

"What do you need?" Fraunces asked. The two large bags under her eyes showed how tired she was. She wondered what made the woman so tired.

"I need someone to talk to."

"Did you really disturb my— you know what?" Fraunces did not hesitate to close the window and the curtains. Rosalind laughed in response.

"Young Miss, the Lieutenant spent the whole night trying to save the man from that carriage."

"Oh?" Rosalind had forgotten about that man. "How is he?"

"Alive, but not well. Because of the weather, we needed more wood to warm him up. However, he is still barely able to hold on. If— if luck is with him, he is going to survive, but if not, then we are almost certain that his life would end today."

"Is that so? Do you know of his identity?" Rosalind asked.

"Ah… he is a merchant. I believe his name should be… Sheng.

"Sheng?" Rosalind could not help but frown. That name sounded familiar. "Would you take me to him?" she asked.

Tabatha immediately complied and took her to the last carriage where the man named Sheng was located. This carriage was not big and was supposed to be for supplies. Since there was an accidental fire, the carriage had a small amount of damage inside. However, they really had no choice but to put the man in this carriage as it was the only one available. The first carriage was for the lieutenant. The second one was for Rosalind. The third one was for the maids and soldiers while this one was for the supplies.

"This carriage is still too cold," she muttered. "Go and add more wood."

"Yes," Tabatha immediately disappeared to add more wood.

After the little maid left, Rosie examined his wound. The man had long black hair and a serene-looking expression. Many would consider him good-looking because of his high nose bridge and tan skin. Sheng…. She thought inwardly.

She had heard of that name in the past, but that Sheng was a businessman in the seas! He owned a lot of ships in the south. Judging from the man's skin it was obvious that he was not a native of the North. This level of tan can only be achieved by staying in the sun for too long. This is especially common for people that were living near the seas.

If this was indeed the same Sheng then… what was he doing in the North?

"Hmm," the man stirred, his eyes opened.

"Sheng of the South…" Rosalind said. "Do you want to live?" she asked.

The man stared at her for a long time. She knew that the man could not really move or speak because of his injuries.

"If you want to live… blink twice," she continued. She knew she sounded comical but this is the only way to converse with the man right now. Soon enough, the man blinked twice.

"Very well… I am going to heal you. But… this is not going to be free. Do you understand?"

Again, the man blinked twice.