Mountain Rose Herbs did the Tea blend. Read their website before ever using the tea. I am changing to first and third person views in this and would love feedback. My goal is to show you Merlin's Journal and flashbacks. Did it work or do I need to improve my transitions. Read and respond. Thank you for your support.
The patrol started like any other: rough housing with the Percival and Elyan, sword work with Leon, teasing Arthur, and talking with avid light heartedness with Lancelot and Gwaine. That night a storm came the wind picked up and the fire dimmed; all I had was a worn blanket and no cloak, having used it for shelter against the rain. I slept fitfully that night. Shortly after dawn Arthur ordered to break camp. I tried to stand normally; but my head started pounding and the world spun at dizzying speeds. I took two faltering steps and promptly collapsed. Next thing I knew I had four worried knights and a prince looking down at me. "What is wrong Merlin" Their voices echoed caged in my skull. "I'm fine." I coughed. I tried again to stand shivering with effort; I succeeded. "Merlin, mate you look like death. Stop with the lies and tell us what is wrong." Gwaine commanded.
"So coold." The words barely making it past my chattering teeth,
"ARTHUR!" Leon shouts to get Arthur's attention. "It's Merlin. He has a fever."
"Merlin, stop trying to get up. You are just going to fall again." Lance says gently pushing me down again.
"We need to get your fever down. Did Gaius give you a medicine kit? Where is it?"
"Bag… Yarrow… tea. " I windily breathe out. Coughing racked my small frame. Breathing became almost impossible.
"Lance get these out of the kit make a tea."
1/2 teaspoon Yarrow flowers (Achillea millefolium)
- 1/2 teaspoon Elder flowers (Sambucus canadensis)
- 1/2 teaspoon Peppermint leaves
- 1/2 teaspoon Echinacea root
- 1/2 teaspoon Schisandra berries
- 3 cups boiling water
Place the herbs in a teapot and pour the boiling water over them. Steep for at least 20 minutes.
"Merlin. Merlin common open your eyes." Arthur softly coxed. "We will camp here for another night and head back in the morning. Percival please stay here with Lancelot; Gwaine you keep the fire burning. We need to get him dried off and out of the weather."
"Sire he can have my tent." Leon volunteered.
"Use my cloak." Elyan says wrapping the dry cloth around the boy.
"Here is a shirt and hope these fit him" Percival handed me a shirt as Elyan gave his spare pair of pants. The pants were a little long but comfortable and dry, the shirt was huge but of fine quality.
My friends were there for me while I was ill. I never got ill till the day the Dorocha attacked me and I miraculously survived. Now I have to be extremely careful or else Lancelot tells Perceval, who tells Elyan, who tells Gwaine, who tells Arthur; who chews me out after telling Gaius, who gives me another lecture.
Man I so detest my life some days. Especially the days when the weather gets cold and I feel the Dorocha's touch return in ice filled memories. These are the days when Lancelot and Gwaine take me to the tavern for a nice mulled wine or cider and then camp out in my room.
Good Night Freya.