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There small moment together was quickly dispelled as Petre approached them. Pavla seemed to instinctively come closer to him, his hands left hers to come around her shoulder, blue eyes rising to meet with the cold stare of the ringmaster. They were both assigned an extra set, to which he growled in his throat. But she cant, the child- He was put to silence with a menacing gaze, lowering his head to her, pulling her form a little closer to himself. He knew she shouldnt perform, shouldnt do much of anything in her condition she was so frail, He feared for her getting inside that small box, compressing her insides, it was dangerous even when not with child. But there was nothing she could to, nothing he could do to protect her from the one that provided both of their livelihoods. So with a deep sigh of regret the two parted ways, his hands not wanting to leave her, as though if he held her, then no harm would come to her. He went back to his tent, taking out the barbarian costume and donning it, nothing more than a fur loincloth and belt to hold it in place, Dmitry felt ridiculous in the thing every time he put it on, but it went with the act, and definitely attracted the attention of those who frequented the freak show. His act consisted mainly of lifting multiple people, heavy weights and wrangling one of the young elephants. Having to force a smile on his face that night was almost more than he could bare, thoughts constantly travelling back to Pavla, hoping she wasnt straining herself. By the end of the night, and through completing his second run through, Dmitry was sore and worn. He went inside the main side show tent, looking around for a washbasin, finding one in the corner and cleansing the sweat from his body, beginning to change back into his normal attire. He had only just gotten his trousers on when Glorianna found, him, her hand coming up to her chest with relief. There you are! Come, hurry, its Pavla, shes delivering. She breathed out, Dmitry was just putting on his shirt when the words reached him, his heart almost stopping in his chest. Wh-what? He stammered, Glorianna simply nodded, he shot passed her, still barefoot and half-dressed running back to his tent where she lay on the carpet. The sight was painful red was all that met his eyes. Dmitry fell to his knees on her side, still breathing heavily from his sprint. You should have never- the box, it was too- He couldnt finish his sentence, eyes welling up as his hand stroked her hair, she was in so much pain And there was nothing he could do. Elizabeth passed him a cool cloth, which he stroked her forehead with, dabbing her cheeks. He rested her head on his lap, trying to make her more comfortable. His eyes rose to Elizabeth, questioning her with his eyes. The child is lost. It should be over soon. She said sadly, looking at Glorianna who was dabbing her eyes with the apron of her chest. He couldnt bring himself to speak, simply stroking her hair, trying to bring peace to her in whatever way possible. Her screams echoed in his head, closing his eyes and forcing tears away, until eventually her screams turned to sniffles he couldnt be positive that the horror was over, but from the sounds of it her agony was coming to an end. Dmitry tried to meet her deep brown eyes, but she didnt seem to be all there quite yet, continuing to hold her as best he could while Elizabeth and Glorianna cleaned up, the sad remains of a life that would never be being removed from the tent, to be buried tomorrow he was sure. She needs rest. Lots of it. Glorianna advised, Dmitry pulling her up onto the bed, covering her with blankets. She may fever, may become erratic, or may simply sleep for days. I dont know. She was clearly worn, needing her own sleep, Elizabeth bowed her head, exiting as well, leaving Pavla and Dmitry alone. He pulled up a stool, sitting next to the bed where she lay, chewing on the top of his thumb nervously, unable to take his eyes off of her. Would she be alright, was all he could think.