"Go back to where ever you came from," the other said.

Patrick just shook his head; he couldn't force any words past his teeth.

"Well, don't say we didn't warn you." The first one said as strong arms took hold of Patrick. He was quickly tied with coarse rope.

"Better take him to the surgeon first. We don't want him dying before His Highness gets to talk to him."

"Poor blighter," the second guard said, "he'll wish he was dead soon enough."

Patrick was ...