Hey Descendants,
Ready for another update? I know we are.
In the last update, we focused on what Deez and Gil were doing in the aftermath of T being rescued.
This chapter is as split as the Sea Family is.
We hope you enjoy :)
-Dark-
Yensid sighs as he eyes the dilapidated ship these kids had somehow turned into a fairly decent home. It spoke not to the resilience of kids in general, but the tenacity of these children specifically.
Because these kids had it far too hard.
T should be in a hospital. Not held together by a scared, though incredible, girl and a boy that looked and sounded like he'd gone through hell to bring T back.
His hand tightens painfully over the handles of his bag. The bastards who did this shouldn't be brought to justice by a child, but from what he could tell, Harry was also shouldering that weight.
Gil and Hyades shouldn't feel like burdens, unable to help, unallowed to know. It wasn't hard to sense their thoughts on the situation, even though they weren't talking about it.
He understood the Captain's hesitation with the knowledge. Hyades was traumatized by just seeing T's legs. And Gil, from everything he knew about the boy, would probably rip the entire isle apart in his rage if he were to find out what the girl had endured.
None of this should be happening. He clenches his jaw. But it was. And the best he could do was try to keep T alive.
Try. He swallows hard.
At least T had better odds now. When he'd first arrived, first seen the pure carnage-
His eyes narrow. It was going to take nothing short of willpower to fight that level of pain and infection. The rock salt certainly hadn't helped anything. He grits his teeth.
The gruesomeness of what T had survived was deplorable to every degree. It had almost destroyed him to find out why T had come to his house that night. Nearly killed him to see T so distraught. And now this. Frollo was, no, had been a vile villain.
When he reaches the door, he takes a deep breath, clearing his head of all the dark thoughts before he knocks, "It's me, Captain."
"Oh thank Poseiden," She rushes to the door and swings it open, "Come in."
He walks in and immediately begins to set up his supplies again. The bedside table quickly fills with tubes, bags of clear liquids, syringes, and dark brown bottles with strange lids.
Once he's done with his set up he places a hand against T's forehead. He was still far too hot for his liking. "Both of you, please come here. It would be best if you learned how to do this." He states as the two immediately crowd him.
"What we be ah needin' ta do?" Harry asked as his brow furrows. His hand hesitantly reaches out to touch a bag, but a sharp shake of Uma's head stills him.
"I'm going to teach you how to start an iv. I brought extras so if you need the practice feel free to use them. I've already ordered more."
"What's an iv?" Uma asks, her brow furrowing as she looks over the table.
"An iv is the best method to deliver fluids and antibiotics into someone is T's condition. The hardest part will be getting it into place. After that, we'll hook up these tubes, and these bags. We change when they start to empty. We can also inject medication into the tubes. I imagine that will only make this easier for the two of you."
Uma sighs in relief, "We weren't sure how to get him to drink without waking him up or chokin' him."
Harry nods, "We be ah givin' him the medicines like ya be ah sayin' ta though."
Yensid smiles, "I never had any doubts."
Uma nods, "So how do you do it then?" She asks anxiously.
"I'll show you on T, if I may." Yensid pulls a tray over and fills it with supplies.
The teenagers nod before he feels two sets of intense eyes on him.
"We're going to have to find a vein first," Yensid explains as he sits on the bed next to T. He pulls a cloth strip out and ties a tourniquet around T's upper arm. "Restricting blood flow, momentarily, makes it easier to find the veins." He gently holds T's arm up and pokes at the inner elbow.
When neither teen asks for clarification he continues.
"And with T as dehydrated as he is, it's going to be a bit more difficult to stick him properly. So make sure you wait until you find a strong pulse. Like this, feel." He runs the pad of a finger over a slightly bulging vein.
Harry and Uma immediately do as instructed.
Part of him lamented not getting to keep these two in his classes longer. They were obviously fast learners. "So now that we have our vein, we're going to clean the skin with one of these." He grabs the alcohol pad, "Clean it well. And then we're going to use this needle here-"
He can't help but notice both of them grimacing as he inserts the large needle into T's arm. "Now, we're going to hook it up to the tube and allow some blood to flow into it so we know we did it right."
Again both teens nod, though neither looked comfortable.
Yensid removes the cloth strip, and when a slight bit of red climbs the tube he smiles. "Don't be concerned if you have to stick him a couple of times. Just don't wiggle the needle. It's very sharp and can do more damage than just sticking him again."
"Understood." Uma nods.
"Now, use that cloth tape there and help me secure this."
Harry immediately picks up the tape and rips a strip off before he looks at Yensid for instruction.
"Put a piece right next to the injection site. And another further up to help it stay in one place."
Harry nods before he does so.
"Now take this bag and hang it up so that gravity will help it drain into the vein."
Uma jumps to her feet and immediately does as instructed.
"And that's an iv." Yensid nods as they successfully get the drip going.
"That be ah seemin' easy enough." Harry sighs as he steps back with Uma, both looking at him for further instruction.
"Next. We can add medicine to the tube." He picks up one of the syringes, "We measure it out with these lines here." He holds it out to them.
They take the needle and inspect it before handing it back.
"I've written out the dosages for you, and all you do is inject them into this little port here," Yensid explains as he demonstrates how to push the needle into the correct area.
"We can do that." Uma sighs in relief.
"Aye. It be seemin' easy 'nough." Harry agrees.
"Good." Yensid nods before he sticks the needle into the first bottle. "Antibiotics." He explains as he pulls the stopper before he stops and hands it to Uma.
Uma nods as she takes the syringe and steps closer, inserting the needle where he explained before she plunges it.
"This one is for the fever," Yensid explains as he does the same to Harry.
Harry frowns as he takes the needle and follows Uma's lead. "Aye, that do be easier than forcin' crushed pills down his throat."
"This one is for the pain." Yensid frowns as he repeats his actions before handing it to Uma again.
"So, this is the new plan?" Uma nods as she looks down at the supplies Yensid had bought.
Yensid nods, "Now the difficult part. Changing the bandages without interrupting the IV." He shifts slightly to be able to look at both pirates, "It'll definitely take two of you. Though it would probably be easier with three One to hold T up while the other two pass the bandages back and forth. "
Uma frowns before she shakes her head. "We can't ask anyone else for help."
Yensid nods, "Then I think it best if I sit back and let the two of you figure out how to best do this. He still needs the ointments and aloe."
Harry sighs, "I be wishin' we could be ah havin' them back." he passes Uma a guilty look.
"I know it's difficult to be without the rest of your family. However, I believe I understand why you have chosen to keep this between the two of you and don't disagree with your decision." It wasn't much, but it was the least he could offer. "And I'm sure if T were awake he would appreciate it."
Uma and Harry share a look before they nod.
Huh. It seemed neither of them had thought about that in their concern for all three of their family members.
It was painful to simply be an observer, but he knew they would be able to quickly figure out how to bandage T, while he could point out any problems.
"I be ah holdin her up, while ya be doin' the rest?" Harry offers.
"Aye. Think that'd be for the best." Uma chews her lip.
Harry nods before he moves around the IV, kneels behind T and tentatively lifts her, careful not to jar her or the iv.
Yensid tries to not let his surprise show on his face at how gently he handles T, surprised by how tender the older teen could be. His thoughts drift for a moment as his curiosity peaks. He'd seen it in Gil when the boy collected Hyades to him, but seeing it between Harry and T was curiously unexpected.
But so necessary. He'd gotten a good look at T yesterday, and though he understood the reason, the fact that T looked worse today was heartwrenching.
Uma pulls the tray closer to her before she starts unwrapping T's old bandages with a less surprising care. He'd seen her dedication and mothering the night before. The girl may not realize it, but he was sure she was more a mother than anyone else on the isle and he was curious where she had learned to be so caring.
The two work in complete silence as they tend to T's wounds in a way that demonstrates how close they were more than words ever could.
"Well." Yensid nods, "The two of you make a wonderful team, no matter the battle it seems." He praises.
Uma blushes and looks down at T.
"T is very fortunate to have both of you. He's very lucky you found him when you did Harry. You more than likely saved his life."
Harry looks away, "I can only be ah hopin' that be true."
Uma glares at Harry, "You did everything you could and more."
"I agree with the Captain. If all of you weren't so dedicated to finding him…" Yensid trails off with a heavy sigh. "Again, he's very fortunate to have a family such as yours. You could have easily assumed he was either taken to Auradon or was simply just hiding from you, as I know he is one to do."
"We did think those things." Uma shrugs, "But until we could be sure... until we found at least one of them…" She shakes her head, "We knew one of them had to know what happened."
"Ah," Yensid nods, "You all have such amazing intuition, and again I cannot stress enough how fortunate we all are that you cared enough about them to track them down."
"My boys do know them well." Uma yawns, though her hands stay steady and her touch careful as she continues tending T's wounds.
Harry grimaces as he looks at the iv, "Oy sir, about how long do these bags be runnin'?"
"They need to be changed every eight hours or so."
"Will anything bad be ah happenin' if it ain'nah bein' changed?"
Yensid shakes his head. "Very astute question" He states. "While I can't imagine either of you would forget, no, nothing damaging would happen to T other than he would not continue to receive hydration."
Harry tilts his head slightly, his eyes widening slightly before he looks away, "Aye." He rests T's cheek against his own as he supported her, "Ya be ah strange hero."
Yensid chuckles darkly. "At the moment you three are much more a hero than I. I had no idea T or Hyades were missing."
"You can't blame yourself for that." Uma looks up at him with soft eyes, "How often do they even get out to see you?"
"I could ask you the same question Captain. But still, your instincts told you to look."
"Because T said he was going to go through with his deal that morning." Uma explains without stopping to look up again, "So we had no idea what happened, but we trusted that T would do what he promised. So that left us with rumors and hope."
Yensid looks away, "I would be remiss if I didn't volunteer that I had assumed both had been taken with Mal's group." These kids were truly incredible. In the last twenty-four hours, they'd shown more depth of dedication to each other than he'd ever seen in Auradon. The trust they had in each other was truly astonishing.
"We be ah considerin' it too." Harry sighs.
"But I couldn't imagine Deez leaving without us." Uma sighs, "Okay Harry, I got her back done."
"Aye." Harry nods before he carefully adjusts so that T's back was to him now.
Under different circumstances, he would have been touched by that level of trust from these children. He'd personally only known them for such a short amount of time and yet they were willing to do what he was sure Carlos or T had never done in the number of assorted years and months he'd known them. Once again, he found himself impressed by the level of dedication these children had to each other. He hadn't even had to give them any instructions on how to better assist T.
"I don't think T could be in better hands than yours. You two are doing a great job." Yensid nods as he stands, "Is there anything else I can assist you with?"
Uma and Harry share a look before Uma looks over Harry's shoulder and shakes her head. "You've done more for us in the last day than any of our parents have done in our entire lives. I don't think we will ever be able to pay back the debt of our gratitude to you, sir."
Yensid blinks as his lips thin, "There is no debt to be paid. I took the position as your advisor and the offer to come and go as I please as payment. I also know how hard it must have been to entrust me with Gil and Hyades during such a crisis. You've helped Hyades grow to accept her emotions and her abilities. You rescued T from what must've been hell. And I heard what you did for Carlos all those months ago, even though he was in a rival gang. We are more than square."
Uma blinks as she tears her eyes away from the last bandage on T's left side. They were square? For things they as a family had already done? "I'm glad I was wrong about you. I used to tease Deez for listening to your advice on writing, and thought it was weird that an adult was even interested in any of us."
"Ah." Yensid nods in understanding, "Not many people can change their opinions after having an impression of someone. Again, you have exceeded expectations." He smiles as the two look away from him again.
"Well at least let me help pay for supplies, I've been savin' up my rusties from workin' at my mom's shop." Uma offers. "This shit can't be cheap."
"I would hate to waste your money when the crown can pay for this." Yensid shakes his head, "In case you have need of me, may I suggest sending one of your men with me so I can show them where to find me?"
"James." Uma and Harry say at the same time.
Yensid nods. "James then." He stands up. "Thank you for taking such amazing care of T. I should get back to Hyades and Gil however, lest they get restless. I'm sure they'd appreciate some fresh air if they haven't left already."
"Thank you for taking care of our Sweet Boy and Baby Girl. Once T is…"
"Looking better?" Yensid supplies.
Uma nods, "Yeah, it won't be so bad."
"Would you like a message passed?"
"Can you please just thank them for us and let them know we're sorry and miss them and we'll let them know when they can come back?"
"Aye." Harry nods.
"Absolutely." Yensid nods before he slips out the door.
Gil strikes the slowly dimming metal, banging his frustrations out while shaping T's new sword. It felt good to do something productive, and the sound of his hammer hitting the metal was comforting. It was strange that such a loud noise could somehow also be soothing.
Ting
It felt good to have something to focus on that wasn't the pool of salt-soaked blood in that room.
Tang
The room that hurt two people he cared so desperately about.
Ting
He didn't want to think about the condition T had to be in.
Tang
Or the fact that Harry had to face the trauma of his past to save T.
Ting
All that mattered was making sure the sword he was currently beating into shape.
Tang
It felt good to be able to control something right now.
Ting
To be able to do something for T, even if it wasn't directly.
Tang
Part of him felt guilty for being happy Uma sent them away. He wasn't sure he could handle seeing T in whatever condition he had to be in.
Ting
He stops for a moment to wipe the back of his hand over his forehead, catching the beads of sweat before they could roll into his eyes.
He wasn't sure how Harry was doing it. If it had been Deez in that room, he'd be destroying half the isle right now in his fury.
He adjusts his grip on his hammer and the wrapped end of the sword before he readies another swing.
He wanted to do it anyway and he hadn't even seen the actual damage done to T.
Tang
He wasn't even sure how T was still alive with the amount of blood he'd found on that table.
Ting
Couldn't fathom what he'd had to endure for fuck only knew how long before Harry found him.
TANG!
He gulps and shakes his head. No need to ruin all his hard work with an uncontrolled swing.
Ting
Ting
Tang
The only consolation in this situation was that Deez was with him. He wasn't sure what he'd do alone with nothing to distract him if she'd been taken to Auradon.
Ting
He wasn't sure what he would have done if Deez had been taken to Auradon period. The very concept hurt to think about. He swallows hard as he wipes away the sweat beading down his forehead with the back of his arm before he returns to beating the blade into submission.
Tang
He wasn't sure he'd ever worked a blade so quickly. It was cathartic to beat something like this though.
Ting
It had been nice to wake up with her in his arms this morning after passing out in the cave last night.
Tang
He felt guilty for it though. Uma and Harry had to be going through hell right now, and he was pretty much living the dream with Deez. Experiencing what they'd all wanted for so long without them. Like everything else on the isle, it felt unfair.
Twang
He frowns. The metal was too cool to work with. "Deez?" He looks around, confused when he doesn't immediately see her.
Where was she? He looks out the cave entrance, past her wadded up hoodie she'd quickly removed and tossed aside. Neither of them had thought about it not being fireproof until it caught fire when she melted the metal into a mold.
He throws down his hammer before he races out of the cave, his heart suddenly in his throat when, for the moment, he forgets that the elements weren't an issue for her.
He skids to a halt in the sand, sending it spraying in front of him when he sees her in the distance. White and blue fire dancing over her skin as she directs the bigger flames towards the rock of the cliff. His eyes narrow, confused. Was she making another cave?
He watches for several moments, patiently captivated by the sight of the rock melting like it was butter before his eyes.
It was crazy that such a tiny girl held so much power. Crazier still was the fact that the same girl tolerated him acting as her protector when she clearly didn't need it.
He slowly walks towards her, only stopping when the heat becomes too much to tolerate. His eyes never leave her face. She looked beautiful. Beautiful and deep in thought, but why wouldn't she be? He wasn't sure what she had seen the night Harry had brought T back to the ship, but he knew without a doubt she'd seen something that was eating at her. And it was more than just being turned away only days after being reunited.
The curious part of him wanted to ask, but the logical part of him told him not too. He didn't want to explain to her what he'd found in that room. Hell, he didn't want to know what he'd found in that room. He closes his eyes as he shakes his head, as if that would clear his mind of the unbidden images. Of the unbidden questions it brought up.
Like would he have survived what T had? Would he had been able to hold on through the amount of pain and torture he was sure T had experienced? Was T even going to be T when he woke up?
Was he going to remember the torment he'd lived through? Was he going to resent them for not finding him sooner? Would he run?
He'd be lying if he hadn't thought of tying T to the mast to keep him from doing so, but after seeing that room he couldn't fathom ever tying T to anything. It was a hard place to be. He didn't envy Uma and Harry's task in the slightest.
Deez takes a step back as her flames vanish, leaving her standing in only the grey underwear set made from her old tunic. The absence of her flames makes the air between them bearable, leaving him still warm despite the fact he was covered in sweat.
Her head drops to watch the trails of melted rock as it runs into a partially dug out hole. She bites at her thumbnail as she turns, following the molten rock's winding path to the edge of the strange-looking pit before she looks up, "Gil?" Her eyes widen as she drops her hand away and tilts her head, "Sorry, how long have you been there?" She frowns before she jumps over the trails of red flowing rock and walks towards him, holding her hand out once she's closer. "You better not be cold."
"Kinda hard to be cold standing close to that." Gil grins half-heartedly as he takes her hand, surprised as usual when it was only slightly warmer than his. "Sorry to interrupt, but I was kinda hoping you could reheat the metal."
She smiles up at him, "Yeah, I've been trying to time it better, be back before you needed me," She starts pulling him towards the forging cave, "but I guess I lost track of time."
"No worries, you look like you're hard at work with your own thing." He tugs her closer to his side as he hugs her, needing the contact.
Deez wraps her arms around his waist, "Yeah. I was going to wait to show you…" She sighs.
"You still can." He chuckles, as he leans down to kiss the top of her head. "I have no idea what you're doing."
"Tempting." Deez chuckles, "But, um, I think I need to talk about something, anything, or I'm going to end up running." She squeezes him, burying her shaking head against his side. "And I don't want that."
Gil frowns as his arms tighten around her. He pulls back just enough to study her face. "What's wrong?" He sweeps her off her feet before he starts walking towards the cave.
She'd have less of a chance of getting away from him there. Now that he'd bulked up, he could finally admit to himself he was many things, but fast was not on the list.
"It's cold." She huffs in frustration as she pulls back to look at him, keeping her arms around his neck.
"It is." Gil nods.
"And it's going to be cold for a while." She pouts as she starts playing with his curls.
"Probably." He agrees easily, albeit confused why she was suddenly stating facts.
"So you can't teach me to swim right now."
Oh. "Sure I can." He smiles down at her. "With you as a little heater, it wouldn't take long for me to warm back up again."
"No." She shakes her head vehemently, "No, you're not going into snow cold water."
"Then heat the water up."
"And that's what I'm working on." She huffs as her blue eyes sweep up to his.
He looks over his shoulder at the pit before he rounds the cave entrance. Ah. So that's what she was constructing. A large basin that was deep enough for her to learn how to swim. He turns back to her with a grin. "That's really clever Deez."
A small smile curves her lips, "Thanks." But she lets her head drop against his shoulder, "I froze." She admits sadly.
He frowns at her sudden shift back into half sentences. "How?"
"Uma and Harry told me to go get Yensid, and I tried. But I couldn't even get off the ship." Her voice cracks, "They needed me, and I froze."
Ah. That type of froze. "And you want to fix that by learning how to swim." He smiles down at her. She was trying to be productive too. He could totally respect that. It also explained why she wanted to run.
She nods her head against his chest as her grip tightens.
He holds her more securely as he slides down the wall at the back of the cave. "We can work on that after you finish your basin. I'd love gettin' to teach you to swim."
"You've always offered, and I hoped one day I'd say yes. I'm," Her breath catches, "I'm so tired of being afraid of the docks and the water. I'm tired of being useless."
"You're far from useless Deez." He nudges her head with his chin. "Just 'cause you can't do one thing doesn't mean you're useless."
"You, and Uma, and Harry were worried for days about me, and I could have- I was there by the chip shop, I just couldn't-" She brings her thumb to her lips, "It's so stupid." She finishes angrily.
"Deez breath, it's okay." He frowns as he takes the hand by her mouth and laces his fingers with hers. "And it's not stupid Baby Girl. Ursula got you. It's okay to be afraid. I get it. At least you have a reason for it. I mean, I hate the bottom of the ship and there's no reason for that. I get it."
"But you can go down there. Uma tells you to do something and you can."
"Only for short bursts, and it took time. You just weren't around for it when we realized it was a problem, you've only seen the results." He assures her.
"You ran into the catacombs years ago when you heard me scream."
"That's different."
"How?" Deez looks up at him sadly, "T was so-" Her blue eyes water before she shakes her head, "I couldn't do it when T needed me. You ran into the catacombs to find me," Her voice cracks, "I couldn't even step off the ship."
He looks away from her to glare at the sea outside the cave. So she had seen something. "Because you actually have a reason for bein' scared of the water. I don't have a reason for hating small, dark spaces."
"That doesn't matter. Hate or fear, it's still something I couldn't shove aside." Her eyes harden as she looks at the wall over his shoulder, "And I can't let it happen again. I won't."
"What matters is that you know it's a problem and you're doing what you can to face your fear and fix it. You can't get stuck on the past Deez, it's pointless pain."
"I know." She shifts in his arms so she's straddling his legs before she lets her forehead fall to his chest.
He frowns as he tenderly cups the back of her head, "Yet you're torturing yourself anyways. What's the point in that? What is it accomplishing? You're smarter than that Deez."
"It's kind of my go-to isn't it?" She sighs deeply.
He shakes his head. "Why though? What's it doing for you besides making you miserable?"
Her eyelashes flutter against his chest as she blinks rapidly, "It's just what happens. I don't mean to. But when I can't stop the thoughts it hurts and then it just starts collecting all the other things I've messed up and I don't know-"
"That's why I keep myself distracted Deez, sounds like you need more hobbies."
"You don't... mess things up." She says, starting out strong before her voice tapers off thoughtfully.
"Whaleshit." Gil frowns down at her before he tilts her head back with one finger to stare into her watery blue eyes, "Everyone messes things up occasionally. Except-" His eyes narrow, "Well that's not true, Uma does too. You should see what she does to the cabin whenever she's upset. No one's perfect Deez."
She blinks, spilling two tears down her face, "I know-"
"Do you though?" Gil's lips thin as he tenderly wipes the tears away, "Do you really? Cause, Baby Girl, it doesn't sound like it."
Deez furrows her brow, "I do. I know perfect isn't a real thing. It's-" She sighs, "it's unobtainable."
"Then why do you expect yourself to be perfect if you know there's no such thing?" He rubs his hands up and down her back, wishing he could take all her negative thoughts away.
"I don't know." Her lip quivers before she drops her eyes, "Because I'd rather fail than never try, I guess." She bites her lip and sighs before she looks back up, "That's how I deal with most things, except failing is hard."
"So is life." Gil shrugs, "But it is what you make of it. And it's stupid to try to be perfect. You're just going to be constantly disappointed. The best you can do is get better by trying and learning from the things you fail at instead of getting stuck on them."
A ghost of a smile brightens her face before she wraps her arms around his neck and hugs him tightly, "When did you start being right all the time?"
Gil shrugs lazily, "I'm not right all the time. I've just been there before. T helped me a lot with it actually. When I used to be alone on the ship. He told me I needed more hobbies too."
Her light chuckle tickles his neck, "He used to just press me until I'd snap at him."
"Yeah, I noticed he did that with Mal too."
"Him pressing Mal and pressing me were different, but yeah, now that you mention it." She sighs before she pulls back again, "Let's get his sword done."
Gil smiles, "I'd like that."
"He's going to need it when he gets better." She nods, though her fingers tighten in his hair.
"He's going to get better Deez. Uma and Harry will see to that. He won't have a choice."
Deez giggles before she leans back and slaps her hands over her mouth.
Gil chuckles as he leans down and kisses her forehead. "They will. And T's a fighter through and through. If anything, we should worry about when he wakes up, not if."
She sighs and nods before she pushes up off his chest, "Come on," She holds her hand out for him, "I'm not ready to think about him running yet." She shivers, "Let's work on the sword."
"Fair enough." He takes her hand as he pulls himself to his feet. "Then you can work on your basin again."
Deez bites her lip and nods, "Deal."
He holds out his hand, smiling when she takes it, "Deal."
"You seal deals like my father." She snorts, "I thought you'd be more like Harry."
His eyes narrow at the comparison. When had she and Harry made a deal? He shakes his head before he grins, "Works for me." He pulls her into his arms and dips her back before kissing her passionately, "That better?"
Deez blinks as a blush spreads across her cheeks, "Yep." She squeaks before she clears her throat and looks away.
He chuckles as he places her back on her feet, "I'll remember that next time we make a deal."
Yo!
So how'd you like this chapter?
Yensid's thoughts are always so interesting to write. His insight on the way Uma and Harry work together seemed like the best way to demonstrate how intuned they are with each other. What do you guys think?
And what about Yensid's observation on how Harry treats T, compared to how Gil treats Deez? Interesting or no? We'd love to hear your thoughts on the matter.
As for Yensid's access to medical supplies. We're under the impression that Auradon would supply the villains with some essentials in case of emergencies. We couldn't in good conscience make them that big of assholes. King Adam wouldn't really be redeemable otherwise… Thoughts?
And what about Gil's introspection while making the sword? His concern when he noticed D missing?
How clever was Deez to start making a pool? C would be so upset to miss something so epic. For that matter so would T. She is carving out the cove to make a small paradise for her family.
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-Twisted
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