Saraha: Behold chapter 24 in all it's glory!
Seto: Glory? This could possibly be the worst chapter you've written so far!
Saraha: Well, I have to get past all this... junk.
Seto: Still it sucks.
Saraha: Your just mean, that's why you don't get any more presents!
Seto: OO What!?!?!
Bakura: Haha!
Ryou: *holding his kitten* That's not very nice Yami.
Kitten: Meow!
Bakura: *twitch* That thing is evil.
Ryou: Um, so are you...
Bakura: Oh! Right!
Saraha: *anime style fall*
Bakura: But it has purple eyes like that damn brat!
Saraha: If you keep calling him that Yami Yugi'll banish you again or something. Now on to Presents!
Everyone: Yay! *meow!*
Saraha: Ok, Bakura because everyone feels sorry for you I'll give ya your presents first! *a pile of gifts appear in front of Bakura*
Bakura: *opens first* It's a... teddy bear??? Who would send me a teddy bear!?!?!
Saraha: Serendipity did! And it's the 'millenium teddy bear'!
Bakura: *hugs teddy and whispers to it* Oh I have great plans for whatever great power you possess...
Seto: *smacks hand to forehead at Bakura's denseness*
Saraha: Er, yes... moving on. Some black silk PJ's from star!
Bakura: Thanks star! I'm sure I'll look better than that damn Pharoah in them...
Saraha: *nods* Of course you will! *Yami Yugi fans glare at her* Next yukaru sends a kitten for you...
Bakura: What? *another black kitten is found practiclly glued to Bakura's shoulders* Damn it! You people and your cats!
*the kitten looks at him showing large red-purple eyes and gold streaks around it's face* Wah!!!!
Saraha: Oh yes um, yukaru also says it looks like Yami Yugi... oh dear.
Bakura: *glares at yukaru* I could grow to hate you...
Saraha: Er next is tight leather pants from victoria! *drools* Go put them on Baku!
Bakura: *mutters* Fangirls... *snaps fingers ala Rune and is wearing the leather pants with a black 'Bish' shirt* Happy?
Saraha:*drools more* Very... *hands Bakura 'Pretty Blue Iridesent Roses That Sometimes Look Black'*
Bakura:*eyes water uncaricteristicly* For me? You love me, you really, really love me! Thank you echo!
Saraha:Isn't it funny how all it takes is some roses to make a bishie act cute?
Ryou:*blushes thinking about his white roses* ...
Saraha: Anyway, Asian Angel 12 sends a puppy and a book of names for puppys. Eh?
*The puppy, a kawaii little brown thing with big gold eyes whines cutely*
Ryou:Awwww! It's so cute Yami!
*The puppy looks at Ryou then Bakura before jumping into Seto's lap. The room goes quiet as Seto blushes like mad*
Bakura: *begans to laugh insanely* Of course the 'puppy' would go to Seto! *more laughing*
Seto:*still blushing* What do you mean by that 'Albino'?
Bakura: That between your pictures and this pup you have enough Puppy for the rest of your life! *even more laughing*
*everyone is silent for a moment as Seto's long kept secret is revealed*
Ryou: OO you and Joey...?
Saraha: *nods vigerusly* so cute don't you think?
Seto: *seems to have gone into shock. he absently pets the puppy*
Saraha: I don't think he's told Joey yet...
Ryou: Oh dear.
Bakura: *laughter has finally died down* Great present Asian Angel 12! I think I'll let Seto keep him though.
Puppy:*whine*
Kitten 1: Meew!!
Kitten 2: Reow?
Saraha: *sweatrdrop* Yes... Um now Ryou you get rasberry tea, a toy for your kitten, a book of names for you kitten, some
cookies, and er a collar that says 'Joey' on it...
Ryou: *smiles* Thank you all! *gives his kitten the toy before holding up the collar with a sweatdrop* Er...
Bakura: *snaches up the collar and gives it to Seto* Hear you probally need this...
Seto: *takes the collar without a word and puts it on the puppy now seemingly called 'Joey'*
Ryou and Saraha: *Sweatdrop*
Joey: Woof!
Saraha: I think you killed Seto's spirit Bakura...
Bakura: *Holds up fists in victory* I rule!
Saraha: Ra the notes are long.... well here we are at chapter 24 of 'In the Guise of an Angel'. Wow.
I never thought this story would become this popular or that it would go on so long. I must say it
makes me very happy. Now this chapter well in my most humble opion, sucks. Not a whole lot
happens and it's more of a filler chapter to get to anything intresting later on.
I'm sorry, really. Anyway hopefully the next chapter will be good, I have an idea for it after all...
Oh! here's a link for you guys too. I found it and saw it had Ryou+Bakura stuff so I thought I'd post it!
http://members.jcom.home.ne.jp/asianbeauty/main.html
It's all in Japanese though -_-; Still the pics are great and stuff!
Anybody ready Japanese here? I don't...
Ok well on with the story.
----------------------------------------------------
My eyes opened in a slow blink, the world hazy around me.
Was it my imagination or did the other to teens in my dreams
seem oddly familiar? I blinked again. And wasn't this when I
normally fell asleep again? Had whatever Yami had given me finally
gotten out of my system? I sat up slowly feeling still dizzy and weak.
Maybe not.
Whatever it was I wasn't asleep yet. I looked around the familiar Egypt
style room to see that oddly no one was there. Usually Rune or Yami would-
wait... Yami! How could I have forgotten? If he wasn't here chances were
he was controlling the body again. And the fact was as I knew by now Yami
only took control when he was up to something. With still trembling arms
I pulled myself off the bed sliding to the floor uncontrollably. I was very
weak and everything became unfocused very few seconds. But somehow I found
a way to stand again, even though I was a bit unbalanced. I decided to
try to mind link to my darker self, maybe this time he'd answer me?
'Yami? Are you there?'
A few seconds went by before his surprised sounding voice was heard in my own mind.
'Ryou? Your awake?!'
I sighed in relief that he hadn't closed me off. I though couldn't help but snap
at him, after all he'd tricked me into letting him have control again.
'Barely, thanks to you. What are you doing?!'
The response that followed was one like a little kid caught eating cookies
before dinner.
'Nothin'..'
I was not in the mood for his games at all, a pounding headache was making me nauseous.
'Yami, tell me your not attacking Yugi again.'
'I'm not! I promised I wouldn't, didn't I?'
Did he? I couldn't remember that much before I fell asleep.
'Well, then what are you doing?'
'I- ah fuckin' bastard!'
Before I could even try and figure out what he was going on, my darker half
materialized on the floor in front of me. I blinked in surprise.
"Yami what are you...?"
Flipping hair out of his face he looked up at me.
"Um, hi Ryou.."
Still feeling dizzy I lowered myself down to his level.
"What was that about?"
"That bastard knocked me out!"
Lets see, if Yugi was brat and Yami Yugi was Pharaoh then 'bastard' has Tristin undoubtedly.
"Why would Tristin knock you out?"
"It's not important why are you-"
"Not important? What do you mean, that's my body he knocked out too!"
He rubbed the back of his neck nervously, refusing to look me in the eye.
"Well um..."
Before he could finish his sentence a loud ringing sound filled my ears and by the way Yami
clamped hands over his he could hear it too. I blinked and found myself not in the soul room
I'd been in but laying on a cold floor. I was in control again. The body though was just about
as weak as my mind was at the moment. Wherever I was everything was pretty dark except, I looked
to the left. There was a set of stone steps leading up to a crude balcony of sorts. That wasn't
what made my stomach drop and my mind scream though. At the top stood Tristin, what appeared
to be an unconscious Mokuba over his shoulder; in his hand was the gold necklace that was my ring.
As I opened my mouth to protest my mind suddenly grew fuzzy again, what ever drug I'd been
tricked into taking was effecting me again. Everything seemed to be moving in slow motion,
Tristin with the glittering circle clutched in his fist, Mokuba's soulless shell of a body
slumped over eyes so empty, and my own desperate quest to stay awake. I lay back down and the
last thing I saw before I returned to dreamland was the gold ring, sun glancing off it as
it fell to somewhere I couldn't see.
"Is he going to be alright?"
"I don't know yet, he seems to be healing fine."
A cool cloth was pressed to sweat covered brow, white hair tangled
around it. A soft gasp escaped the boys lips and his eyes opened
slightly. The first thing he saw was deep blue colored orbs trained
carefully on him. A hand touched his shoulder slightly.
"Prince, he's awake."
The sound of soft footsteps was heard.
"Hey, hey, can you hear me?"
Eyes of brown opened more.
"..yes..."
He could now see the ruby eyes peering at him.
"Good. Could you tell me who you are then? Do you work in the palace?"
His mind began to soak in what all had been said.
Him work in the palace? They thought 'he' worked in the place?
They wanted to know his name? Hmm. He hadn't told anyone his name in
years. There was never a reason to. Hey where was he anyway?
The boy snapped up in a panic backing away from the duo that stood near
him. They seemed surprise by his amount of energy. Now sitting on the
edge of a pallet he realized he was dressed in a soft white cloth wrapped
around his waist and ending right above the knee. What had he been
wearing before? As always when he was nervous he reached to where his
dagger normally hung. He didn't have his dagger though. Cursing mentally
he tried to locate something he could use as a weapon. It was a reaction
that he'd trained into himself, when you're unsure of things having
something to defend yourself with is never a bad thing. He took a low
hand fighting stance before he finished thinking, he'd seen nothing
usable. The large crimson eyes of the boy in front of him blink in surprise.
"What are you doing?"
The hairs on the back of his neck stood as he felt sudden dizziness.
His stance broke as he fell to his knees wincing.
The tallest teen raised an eyebrow at this.
"You shouldn't be able to get up yet, your wounds were pretty severe."
A slight twitch of his head and brown eyes glared up at the tall one.
"Yeah well, I can."
The dark blue eyes of the older were very skeptical of the younger as he picked
the wet cloth off of the marble floor where it fell.
"But you shouldn't. Your body isn't ready yet. You have slashes on your
back that you undoubtedly reopened when you pulled that stunt. Your
running a fever too."
A defying look from the other.
"So?"
"'So' if you don't rest I can't be responsible for further injuries or
your death."
Well, isn't that nice of him. White hair slumped back to the soft pallet.
The red eyed youth looked amused by the exchange.
"Really Seh, I'm surprised you were able to find someone to argue with
this soon."
A puzzled gaze from the small thief.
"Seh only came here yesterday, He's to become the new High Priest."
The taller, Seh blushed lightly, it didn't seem like something he'd normally do.
"Only because of your kindness, my Prince."
At the mention of the High Priest a shudder came from the makeshift
bed. Startled the Prince looked at the other boy.
"Oh Ra, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to, to remind you."
The other tried to mask his emotion, the last thing he needed was to get
the Prince of Egypt angry at him. Did it really matter though?
In his mind he was dead the moment someone realized he didn't belong in
the palace. With his looks that wouldn't take long at all. Who'd think
he'd been there for a while? The guards reaction when he was caught was
proof enough of that.
"Hey you awake?"
Seh was talking to him.
"What?"
The prince continued after Seh.
"I asked you if you work in the upper nobles hall; I've never seen you
in the ground level ones before."
How the hell was he supposed to answer that? Let see, lie to someone
of noble blood or admit to being a thief? Hmmm, tough choice.
Ether way he saw it he was a goner.
"No, your highness."
"The temple then?"
"No..."
Seh's eyes grew smaller as an air of suspicion seemed to cover him.
The prince seemed to not notice at all. He smiled in fact.
"Well, I've probably talked you out anyway. You need to get some
more sleep though. You really need it."
Like he was going to really sleep. The blue-eyed one's hand suddenly
began to glow a soft white light and the other backed away in panic.
"Calm down, it's just a simple healing spell. You may feel a bit
faint though."
This was unnatural, how could this boy do that? It, it was magic.
He couldn't fall asleep though, he had to get out of there the second
an opportunity showed itself.
But did his weary body lesion?
No.
Oddly, he awoke to nothing. No voices, no mind numbing pain, no attackers.
It was almost pleasant.
Sitting up on the pallet he took in the decor.
Clean powdery white walls were the frame for a simple room. Beside his pallet there
was a low table with several corked bottles and a bowl. A few cushions were laying
around the room and a scroll was laying open on one near me. With child like curiosity
he pulled himself off the bed to sit in front of it. It had been a long time since he'd had a
chance to look at one. With a trembling hand he picked it up to look at the strange
writing on it. Sunqui had never actually taught him how to read but, he'd spent a bit of
time looking at his collection. But this, this was not like any of the scrolls he'd seen before.
The symbols were harshly drawn and very bold all seemingly violent. It was like he could
feel something strange from it too, a dark feeling. With a slight shudder he placed it back down
being careful to lay it the same way as it had been before. He slumped back down onto the
pallet with a sigh he wanted to leave but, could he really get out of the palace alive? He didn't
even really know where he was. Then there was his unusual saviors. Why had he been saved?
To him it seemed impossible that a noble, never the less a Prince would care about helping him.
Sure when his body had been racked with pain he'd somehow held onto a glimmer of hope that
maybe the noble was merciful enough to help him. He hadn't been completely sane at the time.
They had take the time to see to his health. Why? No matter how many times he played
the situation in his mind he could not find a good reason for it. The Prince had gained nothing
from doing that. Yet still here he was both alive and well. This he thought pushing his arms
behind his head wincing ever so slightly as he brushed against a healing scar was something
he'd have to think about.
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Please review everyone!
Seto: Glory? This could possibly be the worst chapter you've written so far!
Saraha: Well, I have to get past all this... junk.
Seto: Still it sucks.
Saraha: Your just mean, that's why you don't get any more presents!
Seto: OO What!?!?!
Bakura: Haha!
Ryou: *holding his kitten* That's not very nice Yami.
Kitten: Meow!
Bakura: *twitch* That thing is evil.
Ryou: Um, so are you...
Bakura: Oh! Right!
Saraha: *anime style fall*
Bakura: But it has purple eyes like that damn brat!
Saraha: If you keep calling him that Yami Yugi'll banish you again or something. Now on to Presents!
Everyone: Yay! *meow!*
Saraha: Ok, Bakura because everyone feels sorry for you I'll give ya your presents first! *a pile of gifts appear in front of Bakura*
Bakura: *opens first* It's a... teddy bear??? Who would send me a teddy bear!?!?!
Saraha: Serendipity did! And it's the 'millenium teddy bear'!
Bakura: *hugs teddy and whispers to it* Oh I have great plans for whatever great power you possess...
Seto: *smacks hand to forehead at Bakura's denseness*
Saraha: Er, yes... moving on. Some black silk PJ's from star!
Bakura: Thanks star! I'm sure I'll look better than that damn Pharoah in them...
Saraha: *nods* Of course you will! *Yami Yugi fans glare at her* Next yukaru sends a kitten for you...
Bakura: What? *another black kitten is found practiclly glued to Bakura's shoulders* Damn it! You people and your cats!
*the kitten looks at him showing large red-purple eyes and gold streaks around it's face* Wah!!!!
Saraha: Oh yes um, yukaru also says it looks like Yami Yugi... oh dear.
Bakura: *glares at yukaru* I could grow to hate you...
Saraha: Er next is tight leather pants from victoria! *drools* Go put them on Baku!
Bakura: *mutters* Fangirls... *snaps fingers ala Rune and is wearing the leather pants with a black 'Bish' shirt* Happy?
Saraha:*drools more* Very... *hands Bakura 'Pretty Blue Iridesent Roses That Sometimes Look Black'*
Bakura:*eyes water uncaricteristicly* For me? You love me, you really, really love me! Thank you echo!
Saraha:Isn't it funny how all it takes is some roses to make a bishie act cute?
Ryou:*blushes thinking about his white roses* ...
Saraha: Anyway, Asian Angel 12 sends a puppy and a book of names for puppys. Eh?
*The puppy, a kawaii little brown thing with big gold eyes whines cutely*
Ryou:Awwww! It's so cute Yami!
*The puppy looks at Ryou then Bakura before jumping into Seto's lap. The room goes quiet as Seto blushes like mad*
Bakura: *begans to laugh insanely* Of course the 'puppy' would go to Seto! *more laughing*
Seto:*still blushing* What do you mean by that 'Albino'?
Bakura: That between your pictures and this pup you have enough Puppy for the rest of your life! *even more laughing*
*everyone is silent for a moment as Seto's long kept secret is revealed*
Ryou: OO you and Joey...?
Saraha: *nods vigerusly* so cute don't you think?
Seto: *seems to have gone into shock. he absently pets the puppy*
Saraha: I don't think he's told Joey yet...
Ryou: Oh dear.
Bakura: *laughter has finally died down* Great present Asian Angel 12! I think I'll let Seto keep him though.
Puppy:*whine*
Kitten 1: Meew!!
Kitten 2: Reow?
Saraha: *sweatrdrop* Yes... Um now Ryou you get rasberry tea, a toy for your kitten, a book of names for you kitten, some
cookies, and er a collar that says 'Joey' on it...
Ryou: *smiles* Thank you all! *gives his kitten the toy before holding up the collar with a sweatdrop* Er...
Bakura: *snaches up the collar and gives it to Seto* Hear you probally need this...
Seto: *takes the collar without a word and puts it on the puppy now seemingly called 'Joey'*
Ryou and Saraha: *Sweatdrop*
Joey: Woof!
Saraha: I think you killed Seto's spirit Bakura...
Bakura: *Holds up fists in victory* I rule!
Saraha: Ra the notes are long.... well here we are at chapter 24 of 'In the Guise of an Angel'. Wow.
I never thought this story would become this popular or that it would go on so long. I must say it
makes me very happy. Now this chapter well in my most humble opion, sucks. Not a whole lot
happens and it's more of a filler chapter to get to anything intresting later on.
I'm sorry, really. Anyway hopefully the next chapter will be good, I have an idea for it after all...
Oh! here's a link for you guys too. I found it and saw it had Ryou+Bakura stuff so I thought I'd post it!
http://members.jcom.home.ne.jp/asianbeauty/main.html
It's all in Japanese though -_-; Still the pics are great and stuff!
Anybody ready Japanese here? I don't...
Ok well on with the story.
----------------------------------------------------
My eyes opened in a slow blink, the world hazy around me.
Was it my imagination or did the other to teens in my dreams
seem oddly familiar? I blinked again. And wasn't this when I
normally fell asleep again? Had whatever Yami had given me finally
gotten out of my system? I sat up slowly feeling still dizzy and weak.
Maybe not.
Whatever it was I wasn't asleep yet. I looked around the familiar Egypt
style room to see that oddly no one was there. Usually Rune or Yami would-
wait... Yami! How could I have forgotten? If he wasn't here chances were
he was controlling the body again. And the fact was as I knew by now Yami
only took control when he was up to something. With still trembling arms
I pulled myself off the bed sliding to the floor uncontrollably. I was very
weak and everything became unfocused very few seconds. But somehow I found
a way to stand again, even though I was a bit unbalanced. I decided to
try to mind link to my darker self, maybe this time he'd answer me?
'Yami? Are you there?'
A few seconds went by before his surprised sounding voice was heard in my own mind.
'Ryou? Your awake?!'
I sighed in relief that he hadn't closed me off. I though couldn't help but snap
at him, after all he'd tricked me into letting him have control again.
'Barely, thanks to you. What are you doing?!'
The response that followed was one like a little kid caught eating cookies
before dinner.
'Nothin'..'
I was not in the mood for his games at all, a pounding headache was making me nauseous.
'Yami, tell me your not attacking Yugi again.'
'I'm not! I promised I wouldn't, didn't I?'
Did he? I couldn't remember that much before I fell asleep.
'Well, then what are you doing?'
'I- ah fuckin' bastard!'
Before I could even try and figure out what he was going on, my darker half
materialized on the floor in front of me. I blinked in surprise.
"Yami what are you...?"
Flipping hair out of his face he looked up at me.
"Um, hi Ryou.."
Still feeling dizzy I lowered myself down to his level.
"What was that about?"
"That bastard knocked me out!"
Lets see, if Yugi was brat and Yami Yugi was Pharaoh then 'bastard' has Tristin undoubtedly.
"Why would Tristin knock you out?"
"It's not important why are you-"
"Not important? What do you mean, that's my body he knocked out too!"
He rubbed the back of his neck nervously, refusing to look me in the eye.
"Well um..."
Before he could finish his sentence a loud ringing sound filled my ears and by the way Yami
clamped hands over his he could hear it too. I blinked and found myself not in the soul room
I'd been in but laying on a cold floor. I was in control again. The body though was just about
as weak as my mind was at the moment. Wherever I was everything was pretty dark except, I looked
to the left. There was a set of stone steps leading up to a crude balcony of sorts. That wasn't
what made my stomach drop and my mind scream though. At the top stood Tristin, what appeared
to be an unconscious Mokuba over his shoulder; in his hand was the gold necklace that was my ring.
As I opened my mouth to protest my mind suddenly grew fuzzy again, what ever drug I'd been
tricked into taking was effecting me again. Everything seemed to be moving in slow motion,
Tristin with the glittering circle clutched in his fist, Mokuba's soulless shell of a body
slumped over eyes so empty, and my own desperate quest to stay awake. I lay back down and the
last thing I saw before I returned to dreamland was the gold ring, sun glancing off it as
it fell to somewhere I couldn't see.
"Is he going to be alright?"
"I don't know yet, he seems to be healing fine."
A cool cloth was pressed to sweat covered brow, white hair tangled
around it. A soft gasp escaped the boys lips and his eyes opened
slightly. The first thing he saw was deep blue colored orbs trained
carefully on him. A hand touched his shoulder slightly.
"Prince, he's awake."
The sound of soft footsteps was heard.
"Hey, hey, can you hear me?"
Eyes of brown opened more.
"..yes..."
He could now see the ruby eyes peering at him.
"Good. Could you tell me who you are then? Do you work in the palace?"
His mind began to soak in what all had been said.
Him work in the palace? They thought 'he' worked in the place?
They wanted to know his name? Hmm. He hadn't told anyone his name in
years. There was never a reason to. Hey where was he anyway?
The boy snapped up in a panic backing away from the duo that stood near
him. They seemed surprise by his amount of energy. Now sitting on the
edge of a pallet he realized he was dressed in a soft white cloth wrapped
around his waist and ending right above the knee. What had he been
wearing before? As always when he was nervous he reached to where his
dagger normally hung. He didn't have his dagger though. Cursing mentally
he tried to locate something he could use as a weapon. It was a reaction
that he'd trained into himself, when you're unsure of things having
something to defend yourself with is never a bad thing. He took a low
hand fighting stance before he finished thinking, he'd seen nothing
usable. The large crimson eyes of the boy in front of him blink in surprise.
"What are you doing?"
The hairs on the back of his neck stood as he felt sudden dizziness.
His stance broke as he fell to his knees wincing.
The tallest teen raised an eyebrow at this.
"You shouldn't be able to get up yet, your wounds were pretty severe."
A slight twitch of his head and brown eyes glared up at the tall one.
"Yeah well, I can."
The dark blue eyes of the older were very skeptical of the younger as he picked
the wet cloth off of the marble floor where it fell.
"But you shouldn't. Your body isn't ready yet. You have slashes on your
back that you undoubtedly reopened when you pulled that stunt. Your
running a fever too."
A defying look from the other.
"So?"
"'So' if you don't rest I can't be responsible for further injuries or
your death."
Well, isn't that nice of him. White hair slumped back to the soft pallet.
The red eyed youth looked amused by the exchange.
"Really Seh, I'm surprised you were able to find someone to argue with
this soon."
A puzzled gaze from the small thief.
"Seh only came here yesterday, He's to become the new High Priest."
The taller, Seh blushed lightly, it didn't seem like something he'd normally do.
"Only because of your kindness, my Prince."
At the mention of the High Priest a shudder came from the makeshift
bed. Startled the Prince looked at the other boy.
"Oh Ra, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to, to remind you."
The other tried to mask his emotion, the last thing he needed was to get
the Prince of Egypt angry at him. Did it really matter though?
In his mind he was dead the moment someone realized he didn't belong in
the palace. With his looks that wouldn't take long at all. Who'd think
he'd been there for a while? The guards reaction when he was caught was
proof enough of that.
"Hey you awake?"
Seh was talking to him.
"What?"
The prince continued after Seh.
"I asked you if you work in the upper nobles hall; I've never seen you
in the ground level ones before."
How the hell was he supposed to answer that? Let see, lie to someone
of noble blood or admit to being a thief? Hmmm, tough choice.
Ether way he saw it he was a goner.
"No, your highness."
"The temple then?"
"No..."
Seh's eyes grew smaller as an air of suspicion seemed to cover him.
The prince seemed to not notice at all. He smiled in fact.
"Well, I've probably talked you out anyway. You need to get some
more sleep though. You really need it."
Like he was going to really sleep. The blue-eyed one's hand suddenly
began to glow a soft white light and the other backed away in panic.
"Calm down, it's just a simple healing spell. You may feel a bit
faint though."
This was unnatural, how could this boy do that? It, it was magic.
He couldn't fall asleep though, he had to get out of there the second
an opportunity showed itself.
But did his weary body lesion?
No.
Oddly, he awoke to nothing. No voices, no mind numbing pain, no attackers.
It was almost pleasant.
Sitting up on the pallet he took in the decor.
Clean powdery white walls were the frame for a simple room. Beside his pallet there
was a low table with several corked bottles and a bowl. A few cushions were laying
around the room and a scroll was laying open on one near me. With child like curiosity
he pulled himself off the bed to sit in front of it. It had been a long time since he'd had a
chance to look at one. With a trembling hand he picked it up to look at the strange
writing on it. Sunqui had never actually taught him how to read but, he'd spent a bit of
time looking at his collection. But this, this was not like any of the scrolls he'd seen before.
The symbols were harshly drawn and very bold all seemingly violent. It was like he could
feel something strange from it too, a dark feeling. With a slight shudder he placed it back down
being careful to lay it the same way as it had been before. He slumped back down onto the
pallet with a sigh he wanted to leave but, could he really get out of the palace alive? He didn't
even really know where he was. Then there was his unusual saviors. Why had he been saved?
To him it seemed impossible that a noble, never the less a Prince would care about helping him.
Sure when his body had been racked with pain he'd somehow held onto a glimmer of hope that
maybe the noble was merciful enough to help him. He hadn't been completely sane at the time.
They had take the time to see to his health. Why? No matter how many times he played
the situation in his mind he could not find a good reason for it. The Prince had gained nothing
from doing that. Yet still here he was both alive and well. This he thought pushing his arms
behind his head wincing ever so slightly as he brushed against a healing scar was something
he'd have to think about.
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