A Trick

"This is risky." Gerald screamed in a low voice. "It would have been fine, if your leg were in a better condition but you can not protect yourself well if things didn't go well." he had repeated the same sentence when she had gone to change her clothes and when she had covered her face with layers of makeup.

Now her face was dark and her eyes looked sunken. Suddenly looked like an old woman who could hardly walk.

Her dress was long enough to cover her injuries. 

"Old ladies often walk with difficulty. What is there to worry about?" even her voice came out, surprising him.

He smiled and then shook his head.

"Perhaps I am just worried about it. As long as you can pull it off, Elara, I will help you. But if you failed, his grace would kill both of us." he warned again but she just snorted.