She absently wrapped her arms more closely around him with her eyes still closed. The contrast was soothing as his body was hard, yet comfortable and warm.
When she slowly opened her eyes again, they met Hector's eyes staring in her direction.
He slowly looked away from her and looked down at Gwen who was still in his arms, unconscious.
The arrow had made her bleed from the back and the arrow hole was still there though Neville had wiped off the blood and tied the area with a cloth material. But now the blood was there again. It had obviously stained through the material and through that area of her gown and Karen watched as Hector's hands gently went around the bloodied area.
"I feel so guilty," he spoke, still staring at the blood. "I didn't actually mean to shoot the arrow at her."
