C453 The principality of william 44

He picked her up, wiped her muddy face with his sleeve, and slowed his pace as he swept the bruises across her face.

She tried to look up at him, but the light was too dim.

He carefully straightened her clothes, then lifted his toes, put his head on them, and lifted her up with both hands. As he neared the edge of the pit, he slowed down and carefully pushed his way out of the mud pit