Cassian suddenly moves. He lays me down gently on the freezing stone floor, his hands supporting my head so it does not hit the rock, and then he stands up and begins to undress quickly. He rips his shirt, unbuckles his belt, and kicks off his shoes and his pants. Within seconds, he is standing naked in front of me. He immediately kneels down beside me, and without hesitation, he grips the hem of my ruined dress. With a sharp but gentle yank, he rips the blood-soaked portion and strips it away with my soaked underwear. The freezing dungeon air bites at my exposed skin, making me gasp, but he works incredibly fast. He takes another clean, torn portion of my dress, folds it neatly and tightly into a thick pad, and places it firmly between my thighs to staunch the heavy bleeding. Then, he gently lifts my legs and pulls his oversized briefs up my hips, securing the makeshift cotton pad in place. The fabric is huge on me, but it holds. I look at him surprised. Where did he
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