He smiled down at her. "You know I am stubborn and will not have it any other way..." he sad softly squeezing a little around her waist gently and leading her in the doors where a medic was already waiting with a salve for the chaff marks from the rope and a few pieces of wood.  She dipped into a low curtsey.  "Madame," she said respectfully, "your lady in waiting will lead you to your solar...there is a tub with hot drawn perfumed water waiting on you...I will tend to Prince..I mean.." she looked flustered unsure what to call him before finally settling on the master.  The small lady in waiting lead Josephine away chattering on about how beautiful she was and how she would just love brushing her hair for hours on end and twisting it into different styles and such for appearances.   The Medic smiled at him an then shoved a strip of leather in his mouth after pouring a pull of whiskey down his throat to addle his mind.  She had him lowered into a chair and set about quickly binding his leg only making him scream twice.  When she was done she handed him a crutch made out of a sturdy branch and the lead him to a separate solar where another bath awaited him he sighed some in relief sinking down in the steaming water his eyes drooping as the emotional highs and lows of the day took their toll on him.