Robert waved the doctor off, when his side was bandaged. Grabbing his sword, sheathing it before getting to his feet. He walked forward, looking to david he noticed the prince's face paling knowing what Robert had in mind. "He doesn't really deserve to be in the dungeons it's to nice for him."

He stopped walking at lauralye's side, keeping his arms at his side. He hurt, but he could still stand he was alive and that's what counted.