Guy stopped before he got the knife into his hand. Some strange woman was yelling at him. At least she had the decency to address him with his proper title. At least closer than most of the people here did. He would still love to hear just one person say ‘my lord’ when addressing him. Not that these people would ever do that. Peasants, all of them.
This woman seemed concerned about what he was doing. She said she worked in a hospital. And that she was a doctor. Must be a new sect of nuns.
“I just need a physician to remove this damn splinter from my hand.” He held out his arm so she could see for herself. Did she think he was just trying to do harm to himself? Like he would ever give Hood that kind of satisfaction. If He wanted Guy dead, he was going to have to do it himself.
Looking at the woman again, Guy realized she was very pretty. It never hurt to let a pretty woman help out in a time of need. Guy gave her a small smile. “If you could get me some help, I would be very grateful.”