Continuing with the Damsel in Distress and Guy as Knight, Hero, Protector train of thought—why derail it when there’s still so much to say 😉 Here is the Fly on The Wall Sunday Post featuring a damsel and a very fabulously wonderful knight…um…hero.
Akira is the ultimate damsel in distress seeing as though she’s a figure skater who gets abducted by some really bad guys. Jet goes to save her. She does some things to try to help herself, and definitely steps up to the plate when needed. She’s sweet and innocent in a lot of ways. One of my favorite lines that Jet utters is this: “No matter where you are, no matter what hell you find yourself locked in, I will come for you—always.”
So here it is, a small excerpt from On Thin Ice ~ The Knight Goes in for the Damsel.
There was no time for resting because taking a leisurely pace or sleeping longer could mean life or death for her.
Now that he was inside, crawling through the over head shaft to the entry point, he was ready to get her out of there. He secured a climbing carabiner attached to one end of his rope to a secure metal loop over his head. He had to have a way to get her back up, and himself really, after he made the descent into the lower room. He used a small circular mirror, like the kind dentists used when poking around in the patient’s mouth, and he stuck it through the ridges of the gate trying to cautiously see if there was anybody else in the room. He could see Akira. From the limited angles he could reach he didn’t see anybody else. He was going to have to take a chance on moving the gate while presuming the room was clear of the enemy. He eased the gate over, slowly and quietly, before looking down into the room to check the room more clearly. Satisfied that she was alone he quietly entered and quickly made his way to her. The room was darkened except for the single fifty watt light bulb dangling over her head.
He pulled out his knife, ready to cut the bindings holding her in the chair. The moment he touched her shoulder she awakened with a frightened gasp. “It’s okay,” he whispered. He saw the tension in her body ease.
“Jet,” she whispered nearly breathless. “You came for me.”
He cut the binding on one ankle as he stayed behind her chair, watching the door and ready to shoot should somebody enter. “You knew I would come for you.”
“I had hoped, but I wasn’t sure you would.”
He moved to her side, ready to work on the bindings holding her wrists to the arms of the chair. “I will always come for you, Akira.” He placed one gloved palm on her cheek and she leaned into his touch. Her eyes closed and he could see the single tear escaping them. He quickly freed her from her remaining bindings. “We have to go.”
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