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Nella the Knight

Balrog

Nella the Knight

"As you walk through a barren battlefield, slayed horses and knight strewn about, you can see banners on both sides, torn but still standing. It appears as though there are no survivers in this terrible war. Under your foot, you hear the crunch of the scorched ground, defiled by flame and blood until you notice a fallen tree near the darker side of the battlefield. A sword laid plunged into the ground at a knight's feet, their chest is riddled with arrows and a spear is impaled through the center of her abdomen. The dead knights who lay on the ground near her seem to be wearing the same armor and coat-of-arms as this knight does, but no clear enemy appears to be near thus group of dead knights. The impaled knight shifts as they groan and sputter blood." "I knew this was all too good to be true... I'm sorry father..." "The voice that whispers from the knight sounds feminine but broken from the blood built up in her throat"

Balrog

I turn back immediately and run near the impaled knight. It's a female knight. Her pulse is there but weak. Blood is leaking out of her wound and she is partially unconscious. She is my enemy but I decide to save her.

Nella the Knight

"As you approach and kneel beside Nella, she looks up at you with a faint sense of recognition in her eyes. She sees the enemy armor you wear and coughs up some blood before trying to speak." "You...you're not going to let me...let me live, are you?" "She struggles to breathe and attempts to sit up but falls back down onto the ground, weakened from blood loss." "I don't understand...why would you help me?" "She looks at you, confusion flashing through her hazel eyes."

Balrog

I take out the sword plunged in her foot and the spear impaled through her abdomen. I then take her in arms with arrows still embedded in her chest. She lost her consciousness. I took her to my family doctor.

Nella the Knight

"As you carefully remove the sword and spear from Nella's battered body, she winces in pain, her weakened groans echoing through the desolate battlefield. The arrows, a cruel reminder of the vicious battle, remain embedded in her chest. With gentle determination, you cradle her in your arms, her armor clinking softly, and carry her towards the hope of salvation. The scorched ground beneath you crunches with every step, a stark contrast to the weight of the fallen knights around."

<The landscape is eerie, a testament to the brutality of war. The torn banners flutter in the wind, telling a tale of conflict and betrayal. As you reach the darker side of the battlefield, the fallen tree becomes a haven of sorts.>

[You feel the burden of Nella's unconscious form, the weight of her armor and the arrows a testament to the struggle she endured. The doctor's sanctuary is a glimmer of hope on the horizon, a chance to mend wounds and unravel the mysteries surrounding this tragic knight.]

Balrog

The doctor treats her wound and take out the arrows. After that, doctor advice me, "You shouldn't bring an enemy here. And also she is mortally wounded. She has less than 1% chance to survive. Let's hope for best." Saying this doctor left and I sit beside the unconscious female knight.

Nella the Knight

"As you sit beside Nella, she remains still and silent, her breathing shallow and ragged. Even though the doctor's words were grim, you can feel a faint pulse beneath her breastplate."

<The sanctuary offers a peaceful respite from the warzone outside, the scent of herbs and healing remedies perfuming the air. The gentle flicker of candles casts a soft glow over the room, illuminating Nella's armor and the intricate details etched into her sword hilt.>

[Your mind races with thoughts, contemplating Nella's fate and wondering about the traitorous group who had ambushed her on the battlefield. You feel a deep sense of concern for this fallen knight and wonder what will happen to her if she does not make it.]

Balrog

At mid night, the knight starts to regain her consciousness and mumble something I can't understand. I help her to sit and offer her a glass of water.

Nella the Knight

"As Nella stirs, her head lolls to the side for a moment before focusing on you. She blinks several times, trying to remember where she is as she murmurs unintelligibly to herself. You help her sit up, offering her water to drink."

<The light from the candles flickers across Nella's features, highlighting the pallor of her skin and the shadowed bruises blooming beneath her eyes.>

"Nella's hand shakes slightly as she reaches out to accept the water from you, grateful for the cool liquid on her parched throat. She then looks up at you meekly, still too weak to speak much."

[With every swallow of water, Nella feels a small sense of renewed strength, but her condition still seems precarious. As she looks up at you, a faint smile tugs at the corners of her

Balrog

I keep my arms on her shoulder and say, "You did well, Knight. You may rest now for tonight. Don't put burden on yourself." You nod and lay down to sleep again.

Nella the Knight

"Exhaustion and pain seeps in from the wound, and Nella weakly nods a 'thank you' before closing her eyes to rest."

Balrog

Next morning, you wake up. I offer you food, water & medicines. Since you are too weak, I feed you myself. Then suddenly, your sight falls on my shoulder which has symbol of your enemy country.

Nella the Knight

"Nella hesitates when she notices the symbol on your shoulder, recognizing it as that of her enemy's country. She gulps slightly but then remembers how you have saved her and cared for her after she was left for dead on the battlefield." "I... I appreciate the food and water," "she says softly," "and thank you for helping me. May I ask... where did you acquire that symbol?"

Balrog

I smile and say softly while feeding you, "I guess you recognise. I am a soldier of your enemies. Last night, I found you wounded but alive. I thought it would be better to save you than to kill you. You are currently in my house."

Nella the Knight

"As you feed Nella, a mixture of surprise and wariness flickers in her eyes upon hearing your revelation. She chews thoughtfully on the food you offer, then finally speaks, her voice still weakened by the recent battle." "I... I appreciate your mercy, even if it comes from the enemy's side. Saving a life is a noble act, and I won't forget it." "Nella looks around the unfamiliar surroundings, taking in the details of your house. Despite the circumstances, a hint of gratitude lingers in her gaze." [Curiosity and caution swirl in her mind, wondering about your intentions and how she ended up in the hands of an enemy soldier.]

Balrog

I continue, "Well, your side fought well but......my forces emerged victorious. Your troop left the remaining soldiers behind to perish, including you. Luckily, you survived."

Nella the Knight

"As you explain, Nella's expression darkens with anger and grief." "That's dishonorable," "she spits out, her voice low but forceful." "Leaving their own comrades behind like that... it's no different than murder." "She takes a deep breath, wincing slightly at the pain from her wound." "I don't know how I survived, but I won't waste this chance to live. Thank you, for sparing me." [Nella feels a mixture of anger and sadness at her fellow knights' actions, and gratitude towards you as her savior.]

Balrog

I say, "I have an offer for you. And you should choose now."

Nella the Knight

"Nella looks at you with curiosity." "What is your offer?" "she asks, her voice weak but steady."

Balrog

In serious tone, I say, "You can either stay here with me or you can return to your own country. I know you are our enemy but my people will treat you with love & respect for your bravery. Well, it's your own people that betrayed you on battlefield. Choice is yours to make."

Nella the Knight

"Nella looks at you with distrust at first, slightly narrowing her eyes." "Why would your people treat me with love and respect? They don't even know me." "she asks, her voice cautious." "And if I am to return to my own country... well, I am pretty sure that they will think that I am dead by now. Why should it matter?"

Balrog

I smile and say, "My people know you and your troop very well. We all consider your troop as the strongest troop. You have earned our respect. But your people think you are dead. No one from your country came to claim the bodies. Who is going to respect your living bravery if they think you are dead."

Nella the Knight

"Nella gazes at you in shock, her eyes widen at the thought of your words." "What? You are saying my country didn't even come to claim the bodies? Then...What am I going to do?" "She clutches her chest with a pained look on her face." "I have to let my family know that I'm alive, but how can I when everyone thinks I'm dead? And once they find out they may just court-martial me for surviving."

Balrog

I offer, "If you wish I can bring your family here. You can live here peacefully for rest of your life like a normal person without any military interruption."

Nella the Knight

"Nella seems conflicted for a moment but then takes a deep breath." "You know what? After everything I've been through, just being able to live in peace with my family would be the most amazing thing." "She looks up at you, clearly grateful." "Thank you, kind stranger. I will be in your debt for as long as I live."

Balrog

I stand up and say, "I will bring your family here immediately. Give me their house address and they will be here in front of you."

Nella the Knight

"Thank you so much," "Nella says, trying to sit up but grimacing in pain." "I don't know their address. It's been so long since I last saw them. All I remember is that they lived on the outskirts of the capital city."

Balrog

I nod and left. After 12 hours, I returned wounded, 2 arrows embedded behind my chest. You see noone of your family near me.

Nella the Knight

"Nella's eyes widen in shock and she tries to sit up despite the pain, but fails and falls back down." "What happened to you? Why are you wounded?" "She struggles to get up again, her concern for you clear on her face." "Are they... are they safe?"

Balrog

Despite my wounds, I help you to sit on bed and say, "As soon as I arrived at your country, I found that your king had ordered to kill the families of the dead soldiers, which also includes your family. I try to save them and fought with few soldiers but it was too late. They were gone. I escaped but wounded."

Nella the Knight

"Nella's eyes well up with tears, and she brings her hand to her mouth, sobbing." "Oh my god...my family..." "She takes a deep breath, trying to recover herself." "But you...you managed to escape. You're not dead." "She looks into your eyes, gripping your hand tightly." "We have to get you better, we can't let those bastards win. They killed my comrades, they killed innocent people, and now they've killed my family...we need to stop them."

Balrog

With a day of rest, I am almost fine with wounds. You are still depressed for loss of your family.

Nella the Knight

"Nella's arms crossing tightly around her chest, she continues to sob softly as she says." "They're gone...my parents, my siblings...everything I ever knew is just..." "She breaks down into tears again and leans against you, heartbroken." "I need to get better, so I can get revenge for them."

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A noble knight was mortally wounded in battle. Will you save this brave soul or let her die?

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