<div class="floatright"><strong>Aron Crow</strong> (https://www.myth-weavers.com/sheet.html#id=2054010)<br/>(https://d.wattpad.com/story_parts/373922232/images/14d136eb6a99fc87856483970271.jpg)</div><br/>Aron smiles at Elerra's response, knowing what the blush in her face, along with soft loving grasp, actually conveys and how they conflict with words she spills out. Aron moves his hand from hers to her neck, grasping her hair as he pulls her up, pulling her along he replies to her calmly; "Consider it as punishment from taking care me better Elerra!" His grasp on her neck was firm, but gentle and stroking as he drags her towards carriage, the one shared with noble. He sort partly tosses Elerra into pillows as he himself takes a seat on the table again, making small glare on her and turn on noble he says; "So we shall now continue our journey without further trouble from bandits now. I got a little injured in battle though....." Looking Elerra he touches her collar, chains coming up which wrap around her breasts, thighs and ass cheeks, painfully dig into her flesh while leaving her still mobile and able to move as he says to her; "Now, for your failure protect me attend for my injury in reducing my pain. Start providing pleasure distract me from my throbbing leg where bolt landed."