The day of the feast came, a feast with neigh on two hundred people attending, all for Blödhthringa.
When the Palace's garden was full, everyone was seated, the talking came to a silence as Nilfiem rose at the head of the table. "Friends, family, we all gather here tonight at this bountiful banquet in the honor of Bleithr and Blödhthringa," At the mention of her name, Bleithr let out a roar, giving everyone, even Nilfiem pause. He continued after he recovered with a short laugh, "Proud and strong, she is. No need for anymore pleasantries! Let the feast begin!" Everyone cheered, Blödhthringa smiled and grabbed her goblet as everyone began to reach for their food. She lifted the wine to her nose sniffed it, then out of curiosity and harmless self preservation, whispered the words she learned for detecting poison. She smiled as the spell cast, How silly.. She said and rose the goblet to her lips, when her spell detected poison, then detected poison in the entire feast. Time seemed to slow down as Blödhthringa dropped her cup, expanding her mind over everyone in the room, Bleithr sensed what was going on and gave Blödhthringa her strength - focusing most of it towards King Nilfiem and her father, she stood, "Letta!" She shouted, everyone stopped moving, struggling against her spell. Blödhthringa's strength dropped and she lost the ability to breath, only able to hold the spell for no more than 3 seconds, forced to release everyone and collapsed onto the table, breathing heavily. Everyone stared at her in confusion, her breath was slow, her vision dimmed, she managed to whisper loud enough for those around her to hear; "..poison..." A rush a curses and the people who heard her echoed her words and everyone stepped away from the table.
"Blödhthringa!" She heard her father call out, as he noticed she struggled to remain conscious. "Blödhthringa!" His second call came, but it seemed even more distant, Blödhthringa! Called Bleithr, even that seemed to be fading. A chill crept into Blödhthringa's limbs, a low deep throbbing in the back of her head, her already dimmed vision rimmed with red, the last thing she saw was her father, Yven and Nilfiem rushing towards her.
She awoke, some time later, in a room that she realized was the King's Quarters. She felt slightly embarrassed about it, but the throbbing in her head and the aching pain throughout her whole body quickly caused her to forget about it. She slowly struggled to sit up in the warm silk bed, but she managed to do so. "Is she poisoned?" A male voice called off to her left, around a part of the wall that blocked the view from the bed on it's raised platform. "No," answered a woman's voice, "She fainted from the loss of magic. She may have been blessed with your quantity of magic, but even for her a spell like that could have been fatal... She's stable, but she risked her life for everyone at that feast; she knew that." Blödhthringa recognized that voice to be Yven and the other to be her father. As she shook the weariness out of her head, she realized a force was surrounding her mind. She opened her mind slightly, Bleithr? The force invaded her mind, filling her with concern and worry, Blödhthringa laughed to herself, I am fine. Bleithr understood what she did, but she was still concerned, she just simply sent her a burst of energy and how relieved she was that Blödhthringa was okay.
Blödhthringa allowed her and Bleithr to enjoy the feel of each other's minds, then reached out to Yven who paused in her conversation with Blödhthringa's father, shielding herself. It is me. Blödhthringa said, not wanting to say more, and withdrew to herself and Bleithr. Where are you? Blödhthringa asked before Yven and her father came running. Outside, in the Palace garden, you are in the tower directly above me. Bleithr sent her a mental picture that began to fade as Yven and her father came into view. Her father crushed Blödhthringa with a hug. "I am glad you are okay." He kissed her on the forehead. "As is Bleithr." Said Blödhthringa. Her father pulled away and managed a smile. "She was protective of you, she stood over you, making sure everyone backed way, roaring at anyone who came near except for me and Yven, even at King Nilfiem." Blödhthringa sent a silent mental probe to Bleithr, who seemed to be cowering from her touch. Did you? Bleithr reluctantly mentally nodded. I was... in a panic. You were in a vulnerable state, the one who poisoned the feast could have been nearby. Blödhthringa knew Bleithr thought Blödhthringa was going to yell at her, but she just smiled. Thank you. Bleithr was confused at it, but after reading Blödhthringa's emotions, she felt satisfaction. Yven did a check up on Blödhthringa, "You're going to be okay, just, you aren't getting out of bed for at least another day or two, I recommend a full weeks worth of rest to be sure, but I'm sure you can't rest that long." Blödhthringa nodded. "Thank you, Yven." Yven shook her head, "The least I can do, Rider."
Soon the large gilded doors burst open and her father peered behind him, then stepped aside to reveal King Nilfiem. His eyes widened when he beheld Blödhthringa and hurried over. "How are you feeling?" Blödhthringa looked down at her hands, which were shaking. "Besides the thought that I almost died... Fine, nothing rest can't fix, I just need to give my magic some time to recover." Blödhthringa shivered, remembering the creeping cold chill she felt. "On behalf of my Kingdom, I thank you, Rider Blödhthringa for saving us fortunately, it didn't turn out as I feared; at the cost of your life." She smiled at him. "I've got too much to live for to die just like that. And so did everyone there, I couldn't stand by at let it happen... Besides, If I hadn't cast that detection spell for fun, yes, I didn't cast it for a real reason; I was aching to try out that spell ever since I learned it. I.. I didn't expect to find anything, I was about to drink the wine when I did." The room was silent for pair of breaths. Nilfiem shook his head, "Accident or not, you saved everyone there. There are a number of people that wish to thank you with gifts and invitations for dinner at their homes." Blödhthringa nodded, continuing to smile, "I think I will take them up on their offer."
With that, they allowed Blödhthringa to rest. Blödhthringa laid down in the warm silk bed, closed her eyes and let the warm embrace of her waking dreams take over, numbing the throbbing pain and aching.