Chapter 7 – Treatment
When Frankenstein found them the atmosphere was light and the puzzle almost forgotten. It was time for dinner.
During dinner Frankenstein asked Astraea if she would like to join 'them' in the lab tonight. She looked very delighted when she agreed. It was M-21 who asked what they would be doing, which seemed to relieve the boss of some worry.
"I will be treating Master while he rests tonight, it's an ineffective method but Astraea can join us."
"An ineffective method?" The darkening of the atmosphere was tangible.
"There are no effective methods left to treat Master, this one marginally slows his death."
"Can we look in as well?" The Boss gave that one some thought, he would show his child something unsuitable for them?
"You can stay while I treat him with Astraea's permission, but you must leave once it exhausts me."
With Astraea's permission granted they trouped to one of the lab rooms, except it looked more like a bedroom, a very white bed room. Where Raizel was already resting beneath the sheets in what may be white silk sleep wear, immaculate. The boss pulled two sets of silk sleepwear from the wardrobe hangers. He changed in said wardrobe with his daughter, while the others looked upon him sleeping. It was very surreal looking as the family of three entered the bed, Astraea between her parents and knowing that this was supposed to help Raizel. It started making some strange logic when Frankenstein released his aura without it containing any of the normal cruel intent. Astraea was asleep in minuets and the boss' aura pulled away from the room as a whole to focus on his master. If the other nobles in the house had chosen to come the trio could have asked them for possible insight into what may be happening but they had declined.
Not nearly two hours later the aura vanished in time with the boss' gasp. He sat up on one arm and told them to leave now before holding his daughter and falling dead asleep. He looked too tiered to even have the nightmares Astraea had mentioned. Still the three left as quietly as they could which given their one time professions was very quiet indeed.
Back at in the residence area they explained what they felt to the nobles and asked their opinions. It sounded to them like a human using a bandaid to stop fatal bleeding, highly ineffective but it does reduce some bleeding. Their earlier explanations had made even less sense because they kept falling back on Lukedona's native tongue for accurate expression. It didn't seem to be an easy thing to do either as they both professed to be incapable without practicing for years first, so no they couldn't take Frankenstein's place during their stay.
To be unable to help those who had taken them in all those years ago, it was an unpleasant feeling. In some ways worse than knowing that he was going to die.
Yay, I figured out how to change the formatting slightly. I hope you learn something new about the characters each chapter, this is a discovery type story even if the background is rather bleak.