The Queen listened intently to the doctor, listening carefully and nodding her head.
"Please, doctor," she said sweetly. "She's my god daughter. Anything I can do."
Avril had stayed by her side, her hand resting on the uninjured one of her friends. Only an hour before they'd been laughing together, now her friend was unconscious.

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Stephen nodded to the doctor as he spoke, rising to look around for a way to carry the man. He headed toward the closest carriage, but the man who was driving it ignored him, riding off. The horse who was uninjured from the accident had been moved and the wreckage was being cleared out of the path, allowing guests to pass whilst spying on the accident. 
Stephen began to feel desperate, when Kelin arrived.
Kelin was a tall imposing figure, a drow elf who wasn't beautiful but had a striking resemblance. He stood over Stephen, glaring at him with his penetrating stare. Stephen knew he understood who he was.
"Sir," Stephen said, though he technically was senior to Kelin, "Lord Kent needs assistance. He must be taken to hospital, but we need..."
Kelin raised his hand and the next carriage stopped without any protest.
Kelin told the driver, in no uncertain terms, that he needed the carriage and that the King would reward him, and those within greatly, should he accept. He also had the next carriage take the occupants.
That settled, the carriage was brought to where the Baron lay.
The driver remained seated, ready to go at their word. Kelin loaded the still figure into the carriage and, before he could say anymore, Stephen climbed in also. Kelin entered also, and the carriage pulled off to the hospital, with some speed.
On reaching the hospital, Kelin removed the baron and, Stephen on his heels, they followed the doctor.
"You should go home," Kelin said softly to Stephen as they walked, but Stephen merely shook his head.
"I am more use here," he said simply. "Maybe I can learn medicine to be of more assistance next time."
Kelin's lip twitched. "Your mother will be pleased," he said sardonically.