Everything was happening too quickly for her to process everything. She was beginning to relax since he had a place in mind to obtain a new ship and they were headed there seemingly safely. At this point, she just wanted them to be out of harm's grasp. There was no set date when she would arrive on Lith; they only said she'd be there during the month. If she didn't get there in good time, though, that would surely cause some conflict between them and Durin.
They were just a short distance from the ground, but apparently, the ship couldn't last that much longer. Charlotte began to enter another mode of panic when everything went silent and dark. Lucijan acted immediately, taking her into his arms to shield her on the floor. She trembled beneath him, afraid for what might happen to them. The ship was going to make a crash landing amongst trees; they must be in the middle of nowhere.
The princess shrieked when she felt her body being lifted from the floor. She stayed tucked against him with a firm hold around whatever part of his body she could grasp. Glass shattered against the poor man's back, and she could hear his lungs gasping for air when they landed on something. After a cruel slam against the planet's turf, Charlotte opened her eyes to the new environment. It was much like a forest, so not too new to her.
"Lucijan!" Charlotte felt his hold on her weaken, which she knew couldn't be a good sign. She separated from him to stand in her hands and knees, staring into his face with moist eyes. There was a bloody wound on his head and his eyes were beginning to shut. "Lucijan, stay awake!"
This wasn't a good time to panic and shout at him. Charlotte looked behind her, where the broken down ship was. It was on its side, which explained why they ended up crashing through the glass roof to end up over here. Without hesitation, she rushed back to the ship so she could retrieve her messenger bag. There were medical supplies she wasn't going to abandon! She was confident in being able to nurse him.
It was a matter of seconds in between the time she left him to get her bag and returning to him. She fell back onto her knees with the bag on her shoulder. From there, she examined the wound on his head. What seemed most important was to stop the bleeding, so she reached into her bag where medical tape was stashed. Charlotte also pulled out a vial of liquid that would help lighten the bleeding, as well as disinfect the damage. As she unscrewed the lid, there was a swab protruding from the bottom of it, the cotton having absorbed some of the medicine.
"If you're a little bit awake, um, this might hurt," she warned him, whether or not he could hear her. So that he wasn't laying on this nasty rock anymore, she put her free arm under him and moved him so that he leaned against her body. This also allowed easier access to the injury his head had. She sat still so his weight wouldn't push her over, then began applying the medicine, hopeful that she wouldn't get too much in his hair.