Told
A/N: Drabble in the same AU as Shards. Because some people suggested they'd like that, and I live to please. Lots of reviews on Shards, I didn't really expect that many! But now I do! So keep it up! Yea, I wish. Anyway, thanks bundles for the reviews!
Summary: 200 words. They told him she would never walk again.
Warnings: None.
They told him she would never walk again. Blade cut to close to the spine. He told them that if she didn't walk, neither would they. He didn't specify why, their imaginations did it for him. They told him death didn't frighten them. That they would welcome it. He told them that he had no intention of killing them. Yet. They told him that the Lord Marshall should be liberating. Not lingering at the bedside of some brat. He told them there would be no liberating. At least not till she was healed. They told him that there were other women. That he was welcome to them. He told them nothing. And that stirred the first hints of uneasiness in them.
They told him that he couldn't talk to her. That she was speaking blasphemy. He laughed at them. And went in to her. She told him that she'd thought he'd become a true Lord Marshall. And she was only half joking. He'd stared at her for a long time. And they both knew he'd considered it. She told him that she was glad he hadn't. And she'd meant it. And he left before the want for her overpowered him.
A/N: Drabble in the same AU as Shards. Because some people suggested they'd like that, and I live to please. Lots of reviews on Shards, I didn't really expect that many! But now I do! So keep it up! Yea, I wish. Anyway, thanks bundles for the reviews!
Summary: 200 words. They told him she would never walk again.
Warnings: None.
They told him she would never walk again. Blade cut to close to the spine. He told them that if she didn't walk, neither would they. He didn't specify why, their imaginations did it for him. They told him death didn't frighten them. That they would welcome it. He told them that he had no intention of killing them. Yet. They told him that the Lord Marshall should be liberating. Not lingering at the bedside of some brat. He told them there would be no liberating. At least not till she was healed. They told him that there were other women. That he was welcome to them. He told them nothing. And that stirred the first hints of uneasiness in them.
They told him that he couldn't talk to her. That she was speaking blasphemy. He laughed at them. And went in to her. She told him that she'd thought he'd become a true Lord Marshall. And she was only half joking. He'd stared at her for a long time. And they both knew he'd considered it. She told him that she was glad he hadn't. And she'd meant it. And he left before the want for her overpowered him.