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He pulled a knife from his belt.
"So, earlier, you weren't lying at all were you?" The pixie looked tired. It flopped wearily on a branch of a nearby tree.
Luc was alternately hissing through his teeth and holding his breath while digging around in his wound with his knife. Seeing that he wasn't going anywhere, and the pixie's tone said he wanted to discuss this, he resigned himself to his fate. "I'm sorry I had to be the one to tell him. I don't usually go after a woman who is not going to be...accommodating. So I had a hint when I met her." He grunted loudly as he popped out a small piece of wood from what was left of the shaft. "It's also possibly his fault. She told me he said he wished to honor her father and wait until they were properly married. She all but threw herself at him the night their betrothal was announced."
"All but?" The pixie had an eyebrow raised; the glow around it was a lively green color. "Luc let me. Watching you butcher yourself isn't pleasant." It floated down from its perch to take a better look at Luc's wound.
"Well, she claims she did throw herself at him. She dragged his breaches around his ankles as soon as they were alone. She obviously likes her wine un-watered. If it weren't for the fact that he couldn't have gotten it up with a horse and a rope, she would have had her way there and then."
Luc grunted loudly as the pixie seemed to hit pay dirt. Then set about trying to find a position that wasn't painful.
Pleased with itself, the pixie sighed wearily, and then fluttered back to Luc's shoulder. "I can keep it clean from infection, but I can't make it heal any faster, so don't bother asking."
"Thank you Nahz."
"Chame isn't going to be very pleased when we show up and are no longer requiring haste." The pixie said sleepily into Luc's ear.
"I'm aware of that little one, I'm trying to figure out how to placate him, and so you don't have to dig another bolt out of my body this morning."
"Morning? I guess so. I'm just so tired..." the little glowing ball dimmed as the pixie fell asleep on Luc's shoulder.
"Me too little one." Although at that point, only the horse heard him, everything else was quiet.