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What came after Abhorsen...
Lirael woke to soft candlelight a warm feather bead and silky sheets fantastically smooth under a heavy padded blanket. Polished mahogany wood panels gleamed in the light from a fire that burned brightly in a red brick fireplace. Moaning softly as she rose an abundance of pains awoke all across her body, she glanced around at her surroundings and guessed she must be at the Abhorsen's house but she had not the foggiest clue how she could have gotten there, her last memory was of slipping to the ground after the binding of Orannis and the death of Sam the Disreputable dog "dog" moaned Lirael tears swam in her eyes at the memory of her beloved companion, the room blurred but before she could burst into tears a sharp rapping at the door caused her to jerk upward, startled out of tears she composed herself enough to notice a lack of cloths about her person. Covering herself with the blanket she mumbled an uncertain "come in". "Ah Lirael your awake" said Sabriel "I hope I didn't wake you to soon" "no" mumbled Lirael yawning widely. "I see" laughed Sabriel "well I suppose you should get ready for dinner if you're feeling up to it", "mm Ok" groaned Lirael stretching her protesting muscles under the sheets "I'll bring in a sending with clean clothes and some soap" "thank you Sabriel" yawned Lriael again "You can start filling that if you want" said Sabriel motioning to a basin over which was a water tap embedded in the wall "but I'm sure the sending will insist on helping" with that and a grin Sabriel swept out of the room to fetch a sending. Wondering what was meant by that, Lriael carefully extracted herself from the bed and gingerly tip-toed across the cold tile floor to turn the handle on the tap, the stench that greeted her was unpleasantly sulfurous but she thought that was the price one had to pay for a constant supply of warm water, sighing she moved back to her bed and once she had relaxed she must have dozed off because she woke up to cold fingers poking at her sides. The fingers belonged to the sending that Sabriel had sent for, at the foot of the bed the sending had placed clean cloths a towel and some soap, when it was sure Lriael was sufficiently awake it glided or walked (however a sending moves) to the tap and twisted the tap off, grumbling Lriael reached for the towel and soap, she swung her legs over the side of the bed and wrapping the towel about her walked over to the basin. When she approached with the towel wrapped firmly about her and delicately touched the water with her toe, she found it pleasantly warm but before she could do anything with it the sending stepped forward whisked the towel off of Lriael and upended the whole basin on top of her. Lriael shrieked but the sending just replaced the basin under the tap turned the water on and started scrubbing her with the soap. To busy cursing the sending and being embarrassed Lriael did not hear the polite knock on the door and gasped in surprise when in walked Sabriel closely followed by a young man (Sameth). In response to Lriael's gasp of surprise Sabriel swung around and shoved the young man who was still innocently trying to enter the room back into the hall Lriael had noticed Sameth and seen he was carrying a small box but that was erased from her mind as the basin was again emptied over her head, when she could see properly again Lriael saw Sabriel laughing hysterically "what are you laughing at" she sputtered "well I suppose it is my fault but that's the same sending that washed me when I came here about your age" replied Sabriel between suppressed laughter "and more importantly you look darn funny" she said bursting into laughter again "Oh ha ha very funny Sabriel" "Yes it is funny, well the reason I'm here is because Sameth made something for you" "He did?" "Yes, he's had had plenty of time you've been asleep almost 13 days he can give it to you at dinner" "Is everyone ok?" "Yes, everyone present at the binding is ok and there here now if you want to talk to them, even Sameth's friend Nick is fine" "What! I thought he was dead" "So did I but he somehow got a late baptism that must have helped him not be swept pass the 9th gate then the disreputable dog must have somehow walked him back into his body" "Wait that means she's not dead!!" "Yes I know she must have walked into death before she died and because her physical body followed she could not pass the 9th gate, either that or the 7 just cant die completely. Anyway we will all be waiting for you at dinner" said Sabriel "Wait" hollered Lriael as Sabriel swept out of the room "how do you stop the sending" only a muffled "you cant" and more laughter greeted her ears. "Great" grumbled Lriael. After she had finished suffering the indignity of being washed by the sending she toweled herself dry having difficulty with only her one good arm, and changed into the cloths the sending had left at the end of the bed (again quite a feat with only one good arm) and left for dinner.
What came after Abhorsen...
Lirael woke to soft candlelight a warm feather bead and silky sheets fantastically smooth under a heavy padded blanket. Polished mahogany wood panels gleamed in the light from a fire that burned brightly in a red brick fireplace. Moaning softly as she rose an abundance of pains awoke all across her body, she glanced around at her surroundings and guessed she must be at the Abhorsen's house but she had not the foggiest clue how she could have gotten there, her last memory was of slipping to the ground after the binding of Orannis and the death of Sam the Disreputable dog "dog" moaned Lirael tears swam in her eyes at the memory of her beloved companion, the room blurred but before she could burst into tears a sharp rapping at the door caused her to jerk upward, startled out of tears she composed herself enough to notice a lack of cloths about her person. Covering herself with the blanket she mumbled an uncertain "come in". "Ah Lirael your awake" said Sabriel "I hope I didn't wake you to soon" "no" mumbled Lirael yawning widely. "I see" laughed Sabriel "well I suppose you should get ready for dinner if you're feeling up to it", "mm Ok" groaned Lirael stretching her protesting muscles under the sheets "I'll bring in a sending with clean clothes and some soap" "thank you Sabriel" yawned Lriael again "You can start filling that if you want" said Sabriel motioning to a basin over which was a water tap embedded in the wall "but I'm sure the sending will insist on helping" with that and a grin Sabriel swept out of the room to fetch a sending. Wondering what was meant by that, Lriael carefully extracted herself from the bed and gingerly tip-toed across the cold tile floor to turn the handle on the tap, the stench that greeted her was unpleasantly sulfurous but she thought that was the price one had to pay for a constant supply of warm water, sighing she moved back to her bed and once she had relaxed she must have dozed off because she woke up to cold fingers poking at her sides. The fingers belonged to the sending that Sabriel had sent for, at the foot of the bed the sending had placed clean cloths a towel and some soap, when it was sure Lriael was sufficiently awake it glided or walked (however a sending moves) to the tap and twisted the tap off, grumbling Lriael reached for the towel and soap, she swung her legs over the side of the bed and wrapping the towel about her walked over to the basin. When she approached with the towel wrapped firmly about her and delicately touched the water with her toe, she found it pleasantly warm but before she could do anything with it the sending stepped forward whisked the towel off of Lriael and upended the whole basin on top of her. Lriael shrieked but the sending just replaced the basin under the tap turned the water on and started scrubbing her with the soap. To busy cursing the sending and being embarrassed Lriael did not hear the polite knock on the door and gasped in surprise when in walked Sabriel closely followed by a young man (Sameth). In response to Lriael's gasp of surprise Sabriel swung around and shoved the young man who was still innocently trying to enter the room back into the hall Lriael had noticed Sameth and seen he was carrying a small box but that was erased from her mind as the basin was again emptied over her head, when she could see properly again Lriael saw Sabriel laughing hysterically "what are you laughing at" she sputtered "well I suppose it is my fault but that's the same sending that washed me when I came here about your age" replied Sabriel between suppressed laughter "and more importantly you look darn funny" she said bursting into laughter again "Oh ha ha very funny Sabriel" "Yes it is funny, well the reason I'm here is because Sameth made something for you" "He did?" "Yes, he's had had plenty of time you've been asleep almost 13 days he can give it to you at dinner" "Is everyone ok?" "Yes, everyone present at the binding is ok and there here now if you want to talk to them, even Sameth's friend Nick is fine" "What! I thought he was dead" "So did I but he somehow got a late baptism that must have helped him not be swept pass the 9th gate then the disreputable dog must have somehow walked him back into his body" "Wait that means she's not dead!!" "Yes I know she must have walked into death before she died and because her physical body followed she could not pass the 9th gate, either that or the 7 just cant die completely. Anyway we will all be waiting for you at dinner" said Sabriel "Wait" hollered Lriael as Sabriel swept out of the room "how do you stop the sending" only a muffled "you cant" and more laughter greeted her ears. "Great" grumbled Lriael. After she had finished suffering the indignity of being washed by the sending she toweled herself dry having difficulty with only her one good arm, and changed into the cloths the sending had left at the end of the bed (again quite a feat with only one good arm) and left for dinner.