With Al in his arms, Jim kicked open the back door to the tavern and hurried up the stairs, not caring if someone saw him or not at that moment. All that matterd was Aladdin.
Pushign open the door ro his old room, he gently placed the boy on the bed. He turned around to leave but stopped when saw the woman standing at the door, her eyes wide in shock as she saw who the two were.
Jim worriedly looked behind him at Al again, the back to her with pleading eyes.
"Sarah..." he started, not really knowing what to say. Surely she knew what had happend at the ball, and wouldn't want him there at all.
However, she surprsied him by walking straight past him and kneeld beside the bed, inspecting Ali's injuries with concern. "Hurry, go get the stuff," she said sternly without tearing ehr eyes from the badly injured young man.
Jim was out of the door the next second.
Pushign open the door ro his old room, he gently placed the boy on the bed. He turned around to leave but stopped when saw the woman standing at the door, her eyes wide in shock as she saw who the two were.
Jim worriedly looked behind him at Al again, the back to her with pleading eyes.
"Sarah..." he started, not really knowing what to say. Surely she knew what had happend at the ball, and wouldn't want him there at all.
However, she surprsied him by walking straight past him and kneeld beside the bed, inspecting Ali's injuries with concern. "Hurry, go get the stuff," she said sternly without tearing ehr eyes from the badly injured young man.
Jim was out of the door the next second.