C41 "It's you?"

Roksolana let go of the dagger handle. Her mouth was wide open and her hands trembled. She had expected Jamal to dodge the sword. He could have dodged it easily, so why hadn't he? Seeing him in pain hurted her beyond words. She ran to his side and helped him up.

"You really stabbed me, Dawn?" Jamal asked her, as he sat down on the bed