As usual everything that happened flashed before me, I sat up gasping and yelling "York!" a hand rested on my chest forcing me down. I didn't fight, I went down with it.
"You must be feeling better," A man's voice said as the ripping of a cloth being rung out sounded in the background. I looked up at the man. He had black hair which was shoulder length, it looked as if it was cute by a small dagger...maybe a sword. It might seem odd that I analyze the hair but thatis only because I didn't want to see his face, he seemed too good to be true, my eyes adverted to his- s**t, blue eyes. I should've closed my ee or looked away but I continued tolook at him. His face had a natural glow and h was tanned. I ventured further and looked at his torso, he had muscles, but he wasn't overly buff which was good in my books. He was wearing a red shirt with no sleves, it suited him very well. A small chuckle was made and a warm cloth landed on my forehad. "Do I fit your standards?" he asked. I glared at him. That is my reaction to most things I don't like, but this was the worst, he caught me eyeing him. "You don't need to be like that, I happened to save your life. I thought it was only that guy who was there."
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