Authors note: This chapter is a tear jerker. I told you the evil wasn't done! ------------------------------------------------
Chapter 11 When Katalia awoke her whole body was throbbing. she recognized that she was in Baragon's house. She tried to sit up but a shooting pain went through her body. She groaned. "So you are up! Don't try to move." said a soothing voice it was a woman and she was a nurse. "Who are you? Where is Baragon?" "My name is Nienor. Baragon is down the hall. Now, shh. Drink this then go to sleep. You need rest." Gently Nienor lifted her head up and poured the liquid down, it was water. "You can't eat right now. When you wake up I'll give you something." "Is Baragon all right? I want to see him!" Nienor hesitated. Then said, "Baragon will do just fine. But unfortunately he's sleeping and your in no position to move." Then she said goodbye and left to attend Baragon. Soon she fell asleep. When she woke she heard Nienor and Aunt Sevein talking. "How is he?" asked Aunt Sevein. "He is not to well. My guess is that he may... die... before the night is out." Aunt Sevein let out a cry. "I'm sorry. I must go now there is nothing more I can do for them. Once Katalia awakes give her water and some soup. She will most likely not wake up till the morning." Katalia started sobbing. He whole body shook and till it hurt. Finally she stopped. I must go see Baragon! I've got to see him! Slowly she sat up her head was pounding. Then she put her feet over. Her muscles hurt but she force them to move. She stood up shakily then fell back on the bed. Slowly she got up again. She started to hobble out of the room. Her back hurt the most because when she fell in battle she ahd his her back hard against a rock. She got to Baragon's room. Aunt Sevein had fallen asleep sobbinb her head on his bed and his hand in hers. Slowly she sat down and took his other hand. He didn't look good at all, his face was pale from blood loss. And he was awake. His breathing came in labored breaths. Katalia forced herself not to cry and she smiled at him. "Katalia," he whispered in a hoarse voice. "I wanted to see you. Are you okay?" "Yes I'm fine. Baragon, just fine." Katalia had had enough she started crying. Baragon lifted up his hand and brushed the tears away. "No crying. I couldn't stand it. Everything will be okay." "Oh Baragon!" Katalia put her head down next to his and cried. "You MUST live Baragon! I'll die if you die!" Baragon stroked her hair. "Katalia I can't promise you I won't die." Aunt Sevein stirred in her sleep. "Baragon I have to go. If I don't aunt Sevein might wake up. I wasn't supposed to be out of bed." Baragon looked stern. "You better get back to bed and get better!" Then he softened, "Le mellon, Katalia." He reached up and touched her tear stained cheek. Katalia hugged him. Reluctantly she let go and then they kissed. One last time. "Le mellon, Baragon. Try to stay alive!" With that she hobbled out of the room. Tears once again streaming down her face. She couldn't see where she was going. Blindly she stumbled on. She got into her rrom and hobbled to the bed, but her foot got caught on the rug and she slipped and banged her head on the corner of the bed post. Blood poured down her face and she knew nothing. -------------------------------------------------------
I cried so much writing this chapter. I'll hopefully write the next chapter soon. Namarie, Katalia