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Ulric had known Lillith wouldn't be happy about his insistence on carrying her back to the castle, but he'd live with her being mad at him for a few moments if it meant not having to watch her struggle even more to breathe all the way to the infirmary. No matter how much she told him not to worry, he always would. He worried over all of his children, not just Lillith, though his silver brindled daughter gave him more opportunities to be worried than the others most days. It was just part of who he was and no matter how much he tried to let his children have their independence as they got older there would always be a part of him that wanted to protect them and keep them safe.

He nodded to Romulus when the young man agreed and thanked him, turning his gaze back toward the path ahead of them as he continued leading the way. His ear flicked back toward him when he asked about some supplies to patch up his shoulder and Ulric cast him a glance as he replied, "Of course. We'll make sure you get patched up as well." He caught a glimpse of Romulus' silver gaze not quite looking at him, instead watching Lillith where she laid on his back. From this angle he couldn't see that Lillith was watching him in return, he could only see this stranger staring at his daughter. A little frown pulled at his lips as he turned his head to look back toward the castle, biting back his protective tendencies - or at least trying to. He didn't want to upset Lillith by making a fuss over it. He internally made a note to keep an eye on the slate blue boy though, just in case.

They walked through the large doors of the castle and he immediately went down one of the corridors to the left of the main hall, crossing the short distance to the infirmary and pushing the door open, going to one of the first beds in the row of cots separated by dividers. He crouched enough that she could easily slip off of his back and onto one of the beds, Gwynevere immediately emerging from the alcove of shelves that held most of their herb supply to come check on them. He stood back so that Gwyn could tend to Lillith and Romulus. "I'll go prepare some food for you both," he said quietly while Gwyn did her work, leaving the room for a moment to go to the food lauders, trusting the Seneshal to care for Lillith while he put his energy into something other than worrying over her.

Ulric Adravendi