I'm revising this story so it may look a little weird for a while.


"Meriwether? Meriwether, wake up. C'mon, wake up brother..." A familiar voice called.

The sound of rain rushed towards Meriwether's ears.

'Rain?' Meriwether thought to himself, realizing he was outside, lying on the ground.

"Meriwether, wake up." The voice called again.

Meriwether started coughing, water coming out of his mouth.

'Water? Why is, there water in my mouth?' Meriwether thought.

How could water have gotten in his mouth? He continued to cough, his hand starting to move. The texture of the ground indicated he was lying on the shore. He felt someone bring his back up off the ground.

"Meriwether, are you alright?"

"M-Morn...stein?" Meriwether wheezed, looking up faintly at his older brother.

Mornstein rubbed Meriwether's back, allowing the water to come out of his lungs. Meriwether's left ear lopped over, his vision extremely blurry.

"What...happened, Mornstein?" Meriwether said, his eyes trying to focus specifically on Mornstein.

"I found you in the water. I had to drag you out onto the shore and get all the water out of your lungs." Mornstein explained, getting Meriwether up off the ground.

Meriwether groaned and let out a watery cough. Mornstein stood up and started walking away from the shore, a loud crack of thunder echoing over Meridia. Meriwether took in a deep, shaky, wheezy, breath. He started to feel really queasy. Mornstein looked down at Meriwether, his brow creasing in both worry, and concern. He kept walking towards the trees that lead to the castle, keeping a slow and steady pace incase his brother feels sick. Meriwether moaned and curled in Mornstein's arms, his body shaking. Mornstein pulled his cape off and covers Meriwether with it, hoping it'll help. Mornstein got to the castle and gets Meriwether inside as quick as he can.

"Mornstein...I'm s-s-so...c-cold," Meriwether stuttered.

"I know Meriwether, I know," Mornstein closed the door of the castle and pulled his cape off of Meriwether so it could dry.

Meriwether sneezed, and tried to curl as close to Mornstein as he could. Their younger sister Meadowlark saw them and walked up to them.

"Mornstein? Is Meriwether alright?" She asked, looking up at Mornstein since she was shorter than him.

Meriwether looked at her wearily and sneezed again. Mornstein looked down at Meadowlark.

"He was unconscious in the water, so I had to drag him out onto the shore," he said, sighing in the process.

"Should I go get Balthazar?" Meadowlark asked, looking at Meriwether and then back at Mornstein.

Mornstein looked down at Meriwether, knowing that Alois or Kronos would be a better choice.

"No. Get Alois. He'll be a better caretaker for Meriwether at this present moment in time." Mornstein suggested.

"Alright, if that's who I am to go get, then I'll go get him now," Meadowlark said as she turned around, and started to walk away to get Alois.

Meriwether sneezed again, this time the sound being higher in pitch. He shook a little faster, almost causing Mornstein to drop him.

"Don't worry Meriwether, Alois will get you warmed up soon," Mornstein said, a small hint of worry in his voice.

Meadowlark came back with Alois a couple of minutes later.

"Lord Mornstein," Alois said quietly, looking at him.

Mornstein turned and looked at Alois and Meadowlark, Meriwether still in his arms shaking. He walked towards Alois and looked down at Meriwether.

"Make sure he doesn't have hypothermia." Mornstein said lightly, carefully handing his brother over to Alois.

Alois nodded and took Meriwether upstairs to his room. Mornstein let out a long sigh.

"Mornstein?" Meadowlark looked up at him. "Do you think Meriwether's gonna be ok?"

"I-..." Mornstein couldn't get the sentence out.

"Mornstein?" Meadowlark looked at him worried.

Mornstein opened his mouth, but no words come out.

"Mornstein?" Meadowlark touched his hand.

Mornstein looked at her, his brow creasing in worry.

"Mornstein?" Meadowlark said his name a third time.

"I-..." once again the words got stuck in his throat. "I don't...know, Meadowlark," Mornstein finally said, his heart being pierced to the core.

He swallowed and started to walk away.

"Mornstein?" Meadowlark reached her hand out, but just let her arm drop to her side.

Mornstein walked upstairs past Meriwether's room. He stopped and looked at the floor, his eyes starting to swell with tears. He swiped his hand under his eyes quickly and started walking away from the door.

"Lord Mornstein?" Alois called.

Mornstein turned around and looked at his servant.

"Yes Alois?" He said, now starting to pry for an answer.

"Lord Meriwether does not, fortunately, have hypothermia." Alois said, allowing Mornstein to breathe a sigh or relief.

"That's good," Mornstein said.

"Indeed it is. But," Alois started.

"But...what?" Mornstein looked at Alois confused.

"But, Lord Meriwether has been progressively throwing up water." Alois said, rubbing his foot into the floor slightly.

"Oh? And, that's a bad thing to you Alois?" Mornstein said, tilting his head.

"You don't think that's a bad thing my Lord?" Alois looked up at Mornstein puzzled.

"Well, if it's getting the water out of his system, then no, I don't see what's wrong with it. If more than just water is being released, then it would be a bad thing." Mornstein explained, twisting his staff around a bit.

"I guess you have a point Lord Mornstein." Alois said, cocking his head to the side.

Mornstein's nose started to tingle. He sneezed, causing Alois to jump slightly.

"Are you ok Lord Mornstein?" Alois asked, his brow creasing in concern.

Mornstein rubbed his nose.

"Everything I'm wearing is still drenched in rainwater. Speaking of drenched, did you get Meriwether dried off and into dryer clothing?" Mornstein asked, taking his sash off.

"Yes I did. Lord Meriwether was a little reluctant, but I got it all taken care of." Alois said, twiddling his thumbs.

"Well, I have my own fur to dry. Come in and talk to me about my brother if ya have anything important to say, alright?" Mornstein ordered, taking his crown off and running his fingers across one of the jewels on it.

"Yes sir." Alois answered, heading back into Meriwether's room.

Mornstein headed for his and Azura's room, resting his hand against the jeweled door. He pushed the door open and walked in slowly.

'Azura will to kill me for sure for tracking sand into the castle' Mornstein thought to himself.

He took his belt off and set it on the dresser to dry. Mornstein sighed.

"Why did Meriwether even go outside in the first place?" He asked himself as he leaned his staff against the wall. "I know he likes sitting by the shore and all, but he knew we weren't supposed to have good weather tonight."

Mornstein pulled his boots and gloves off. He was a little hesitant to take off his necklace though. He touched his hand to the diamond shaped jewel and sighed. The jewel-encrusted necklace was passed down from Mornstein's family for generations. It was given to the oldest child in the family, and Mornstein was the oldest.

"Father..." Mornstein sighed and walked towards the window.

Mornstein's father, Lord Socrates, had left a long time ago to ally another kingdom during a long, tedious, war.

"Why haven't you come back...?" Mornstein said faintly.

He couldn't be getting emotional, could he? Mornstein was the king of Meridia. Kings don't get emotional, right? Mornstein walked away from the window and grabbed a towel. He started drying his fur as best as he can, as images and memories of his father swarm his mind. Certain flashbacks come to him, his eyes filling with tears.

'Don't give in Mornstein. Don't get emotional. You have to stay strong' He thought to himself, trying to keep his emotional teeter-totter balanced.

Mornstein got himself dry and pulled on dry clothes.

"I'm not used to wearing full on clothes. Not even my formal wear includes this much clothing." Mornstein sighed, knowing he really had nothing else to wear.

Mornstein yawned and placed his hand on the large jewel of his necklace again.

"Perhaps, it would be a good idea, if I got some rest," Mornstein suggested to himself quietly.

He slowly took the jeweled necklace off and laid it on the bedside table. He yawned again, stretching at the same time.

'I just hope that when I wake up in the morning, Meriwether will be alright' He thought to himself before lying down and quickly falling into a deep, quiet, sleep.

When Azura came in to the bedroom, she saw Mornstein curled up on the bed, snoring softly. She laughed a little and kissed his forehead.

"My sleepy king," she smiled.