Please don't kill me.
Demona laid in the bed silently her blank eyes gazing up at the canope of her bed.
Stop it! Stop this pain! Why can't I move?! Why is the only thing I see is darkness?
Even as this was going through her head, her body remained motionless, the only thing that showed she was indeed alive as her unnaturally slow breathing.
Zoe looked down at her sadly as she dabbed away the sweat from her pale forehead as she glanced out the window at the morning sky. She patted Demona's shoulder gently before walking out the room and down stairs to get clean sheets and another nightgown for Demona.
'What is wrong with the poor girl? At first she would only have nightmares, and now the poor dear is even more deathlike than Master.'
Zoe carried the sheets and clothes back upstairs silently as a few servants, vampire and human alike, rushed around to finish their daily chores. After walking back in the room she sat her things down gently and called for Palic.
Palic walked in and looked at Zoe. "yes?"
Zoe looked back at him. "I need to change Demona's bed. I need you to hold her while I change the sheets."
He nodded slightly and walked to the bed and lifted Demona's slight form from the folds of the covers. Watching her as Zoe worked on the bed, he couldn't help but notice the fear and hopelessness coming from her blank eyes. He hugged her form lightly as he flicked his gaze to Zoe who was now watching him curiously.
"She really is very important to him, isn't she?"
Zoe looked sadly down at Demona. "She is.we can only hope she pulls through. I don't even want to think about what Master Marcus would do if he lost her."
"She was so bright and smart too from what I heard about her."
Demona thought silently.
Why? I'm right here.can't you hear me? Stop talking as if I'm not here! Stop talking as if I'm....dead.
Palic left the room as Zoe changed her and came back in to help Zoe put her back into the bed. Palic covered her and looked down at her once more.3
'Please pull through..you're the only thing holding Master Marcus together.'
Demona laid in the bed silently her blank eyes gazing up at the canope of her bed.
Stop it! Stop this pain! Why can't I move?! Why is the only thing I see is darkness?
Even as this was going through her head, her body remained motionless, the only thing that showed she was indeed alive as her unnaturally slow breathing.
Zoe looked down at her sadly as she dabbed away the sweat from her pale forehead as she glanced out the window at the morning sky. She patted Demona's shoulder gently before walking out the room and down stairs to get clean sheets and another nightgown for Demona.
'What is wrong with the poor girl? At first she would only have nightmares, and now the poor dear is even more deathlike than Master.'
Zoe carried the sheets and clothes back upstairs silently as a few servants, vampire and human alike, rushed around to finish their daily chores. After walking back in the room she sat her things down gently and called for Palic.
Palic walked in and looked at Zoe. "yes?"
Zoe looked back at him. "I need to change Demona's bed. I need you to hold her while I change the sheets."
He nodded slightly and walked to the bed and lifted Demona's slight form from the folds of the covers. Watching her as Zoe worked on the bed, he couldn't help but notice the fear and hopelessness coming from her blank eyes. He hugged her form lightly as he flicked his gaze to Zoe who was now watching him curiously.
"She really is very important to him, isn't she?"
Zoe looked sadly down at Demona. "She is.we can only hope she pulls through. I don't even want to think about what Master Marcus would do if he lost her."
"She was so bright and smart too from what I heard about her."
Demona thought silently.
Why? I'm right here.can't you hear me? Stop talking as if I'm not here! Stop talking as if I'm....dead.
Palic left the room as Zoe changed her and came back in to help Zoe put her back into the bed. Palic covered her and looked down at her once more.3
'Please pull through..you're the only thing holding Master Marcus together.'