Karla used her ring to find Lucivar. Had to because the scent of the hall was bothering her too much to find him otherwise and she was not opening her inner barriers to this. A quick check and she found the hallway. Rushed to his side because he was flipping though to many emotions to be healthy for any male. To be healthy for any thick headed eyrien. She came to a sudden halt when she entered the tiny room. Gasped as she saw Daemon's raw, skinned blood covered body. " mother night." it came out as a ghastly whisper

Lucivar turned to her as tears glazed his eyes. " there's not much time Karla." he had his brother's hand in his . He could feel his life draining . Could feel that he was loosing his brother. Could see it in Daemon's sunken pale gold eyes.

Karla hurried closer and quickly rained in all of her feelings. Had to really concentrate. Placed her hand on his chest felt his heart was still beating strong. Slow but strong.. Breathed out slowly. " there's enough. Morgahnn we need to work together." * Lucivar's right really there's not much time. …. Barely enough.*

* then why?* she looked in Lucivar's eyes. Saw he would break if he knew the truth. Tried to be the arrogant ball of fire that he was use to. Tried to shrug, " of course. Isn't that how we usually work best?" her eyes shifted. Forced him to meet her gaze. She had to find a reason to get him out of the room, " Lucivar will you find some warm blankets for your brother. Preferably from either yours of your father's bed. It will comfort him." not only that the rooms were on the other side of the hall, and it would take him a few minutes to get back here. Even if he passed through the walls it would take him a few minutes.

Morgahnn waited till Lucivar was out of hearing range. " how bad?"

Karla looked to her fighting her own tears, " witch wanted these to be death wounds."

She nodded. Knew if Jaenelle wanted some one dead there was no hope. Knowing he was still alive…. Told she wasn't sure. " then lets make sure they're not." she said as softly as she could. Hoping there was enough time. Hoping if they healed him Witch wouldn't decide to finish what she started.

Lucivar didn't speak just Darted from the room. Didn't care when he knocked down a small table that had a lamp on it. Didn't care that he didn't ask his father for permission to take the cover from his bed. Didn't care that he could hear his father growling across the hall. didn't care about anything till he was back by his brother's side.

Karla looked up looking exhausted. In a horse voice said. " did the high lord decide where he wanted his son tucked in while he heals?" not here, any where but here.

He shifted his weight from one foot to the other, knowing Karla , his sister wasn't asking. Knowing, Karla the Healer and black widow was. " he ordered that he should be taken to Glaica, Lady." Lucivar humbly said. Hoping all the while she wouldn't look at him and say that Daemon wouldn't survive the journey.

She sighed. Knew she could get him there. Wasn't sure if she would ever be able to get his scent out of the walls after he left, " I see." she looked back down at her patient, " we'll need a coach that has a bed. Prince will you drive it please? The sooner we get him tucked in the sooner he can rest."

Lucivar gave a nod. " he'll be alright?"

" yes prince his body will heal." oh she had to make that distinction didn't she. Mother night, he had to be alright. He had to heal, because she wasn't going to deal with the high lord, Lucivar and her queen if he didn't.

Lucivar had been too nervous to move his brother. Couldn't keep the fear out of his mind that he could be the finale touch that could kills his brother. Yielded when Morgahnn placed her hand on his arm and whispered, " Prince will you help me pack some things from the work room?"

He knew there was nothing she would really need, or thought he knew. But it had gotten him to leave his friends to help Karla. Not just friends but Morghann's husband, who knew enough about wounds that made him feel at ease about leaving the room. Leaving his brother.

After some debate over how to move the very frail Warlord prince, Khary and Aaron helped get Daemon into the coach. Fought to keep their stomachs as they did. But they did get him tucked into the bed for the nearly three hour ride. And silently hoped they wouldn't be riding with his corpse for most of the ride.

After seeing the high lords eyes the rest of them had decided to go back after they got a more accurate cause to Daemon's wounds. Or at least that is what they had told the high lord. No the real reason was because they wanted to help with Jaenelle. Had Stayed to make sure the high lord didn't kill the queen because she had nearly killed his son. Hoped it wouldn't come to that.

Jaenelle woke slowly with one of Daemons shirts wrapped around her. With his blankets tucked under her so she was warm. Woke in Daemon's bed, in Daemon's room. His dark spicy scent surrounded her. Almost sent her into a panic because it wasn't Daemon who was watching her.

Saetan sat next to her watching , waiting . Watching her not knowing if he should throttle her or comfort her.

Her eyes focused slowly. She felt like she had been asleep for months. Saw Saetan watching her intensely. In a small voice she forced herself to say, " Papa?"

He glared at her. Growled as he asked, " what do you remember witch child?"

Tears stung her eyes. " everything. I remember every wound I caused. I tried to fight the web. Tried to control my action. If I would have fought harder I would have lost the child, if I didn't fight at all I would have killed Daemon. Papa , I didn't… please …. Please tell me I didn't." the tears flowed over and streamed down her face.

He wanted to yell. Wanted to know why the unborn child was more important then his son. Knew. She was protecting something that Daemon would have sacrificed himself for…. A queen. Whispered the answer to her question as he let all his doubts fill his voice." I don't know witch child. I don't know."

" the web , you burned it out?" please say you did. Please say that I didn't just think there was a web there.

" yes Lady I burned out the web. Your lucky it didn't kill you as well as my son."

Jaenelle flinched. She heard the anger that he was trying so hard to keep from it. Slowly she asked, " may I see him?"

The air crackled in warning before Saetan to put enough control over his temper to speak. Enough control to see the bed of emotions swarming in his daughter's eyes. Emotions that wouldn't be there if she had meant any harm to his son, or if what she had done had been by her own doing. Ever so slowly he answered, " he's not here witch child."

Her panic gave way to hysteria, " not here? Papa he shouldn't move.. He'll…. The wounds …. I'm sure.." her voice broke as sobs ran down her face.

He pulled her close to him trying to comfort. Trying to sooth her. Couldn't because his own tears were falling. Falling because he was sure he would be helping Daemon make the transition to demon dead. Had been sure of that when he had laid eyes on him.

Lucivar got them to Glaica as quickly as he could and it still took just over three hours. Still had taken far to long for his brother to be brought to safety. he had been scared to ask any question during the ride. Worried that either Karla or Morgahnn would tell them that Daemon was beyond help, but now he needed to ask something, still couldn't ask what he wanted, " where would you like me to take Daemon too."

Karla knew he meant what room . Knew his mind was working far faster then his mouth. Sighed because she knew if Daemon took a turn for the worse she would need to dose Lucivar with her strongest tonic. " take him up to the family wing. He can rest across from my room for now."

Lucivar looked at her with suspicion. Then she added, " Lucivar he's my brother too. You just share the blood line."

He nodded. Felt like he had offended her and didn't mean to . He started to lift his brother caught the smell of dried spoiled blood, had to force himself from loosing his stomach. Slowly asked, " would it be easier to wash him first….. To see the wounds better … that's all."

Morgahnn hissed. They were going to wash him some, after they had him on a proper bed . Karla felt her tense. Knew Lucivar was only worried, " prince if you think you can wash him up a bit with out causing him too much distress then you may try." she was hoping that he would back down. Hoping he wouldn't try. Should have known better.

Lucivar found his eyrien arrogance. Found it then calmly said, " wouldn't be the first time I put my brother in a tub of water."

Mother night. " Lucivar , he's asleep you'll have to hold him so he don't slip into the water. I doubt he'll wake for some time ."

He understood. Also understood if Daemon woke to blood sitting on his skin his mind would break. Would because he had no protection from memories anymore and there were still things he hadn't quite put behind him. Could never put them fully behind him because even this long after the purge soul wounds were still mending. Of course most of the mending that needed done was in Daemon's head, but he couldn't help his brother with that. At least not yet. But he would try.

Aaron filled the tub as Lucivar sat his brother's limp heavy body in the warm water. Lucivar watched as Daemon's head rolled to the side. Wasn't sure if it was because he was in a deep sleep or if his bother was loosing what was left of his strength. Watched a moment later as the clear water turned murky with the blood . Decided then to make this quick and get his brother tucked into bed before he got any worse. Hoped he didn't get any worse. Wasn't sure if there was a worse.

The bath hadn't taken long. Just long enough to get most of the dried blood off of him. Long enough to wash the sweat and grim from his brother's now shaggy hair. Then Lucivar quickly patted his brother dry and laid him on the bed and called for Karla.

Lucivar's heart ached seeing the raised scratch marks on his bother's chest. Probed them while he waited for the healer and found they went to the bone. Let his physic tendrils wonder though his brother's body and found most of the wounds went to the bone. Except the ones on his inner thigh those were just deep enough to expose muscle. Deep enough to cause pain till they healed.

Karla came in slowly , knew Lucivar had checked the wounds. Knew that none of them were bleeding. Was relived that she and Morgahnn had at least got the internal bleeding to stop. Or at least stop for now. " Lucivar , Daemon will be alright. He just needs rest and something to eat right now."

" your not putting him in healing webs?" he sounded scared, sounded almost hysteric

" no prince. Not right now. He's gone with out a decent meal too long. The wounds are healing but I can't do more till he eats some. Besides maybe some of your eyrien stubbornness will rub off on him and he'll decide that his wife needs to spend a few days in a cold mountain lake."

Lucivar perked up .knew Karla was giving her consent to that particular kind of punishment. Knew if Daemon was to eat then he could talk to him a bit more, maybe even find out what happen," Mrs. Beal came with us didn't she?"

" yes prince both she and Helen came. You'll find her in the kitchen giving my cook an ear full about her kitchen being so unorganized."

A grin bloomed on Lucivar's face. " maybe I should go check on her."

" that would be a wonderful Idea prince and when you return your bother should be easy enough to arouse to have something to eat." she didn't like being so pleasant but right now she had the darkest jeweled prince second only to the high lord needing her help and she had his brother bordering panic.

Lucivar was at the door when she added, " I asked for Marian and your little beast to come here."

He turned slightly, " Lady?"

" Daemon needs his family, prince. Besides dealing with your little monster should take his mind off everything else." besides Marian can deal with your emotions right now better then I can.

" Then I'll see that my son spends a lot of time with his unka Daemon." Lucivar grinned half heartedly as he left the room

With her and Daemon alone in the room she whispered, " I promise prince when I get my hands on the bitch that used my queen this way….. Well you'll be proud of what is left of her. I swear you will." then she pulled the glacier blue satin sheet up over his body then placed a warm fux fur blanket on top of that and let him rest. Let him break free of the sleep web