It had been hours since they had ridden through the gates. So many hours had past that night had met day and bled into one another. Raj sat alone in the kitchen on the 2nd floor of the home he shared with his sister, staring down at the empty bottle of rum. Torq had left him around dawn, returning to his post so as not to arise had not been stopped nor had anything seemed strange in the two riding together. There was no real reason to think anyone was suspicious of two fine upstanding Horde, yet the feeling that he had done something wrong was very real. He had brought the enemy into the capital city of his people. She currently lay in HIS bed, was receiving care from HIS sister. Gult was a terrible companion, it caused you to second guess all your actions, a problem Rajit'Kal had never had before the priestess.
Niabu had been shocked to see what he had brought into their home. Her anger had subsided some once the situation was explained but her words still stung...
"What are ya thinking bringing dis girl into the city, you will have us all banished." Niabu hissed
Raj walked past his sister and placed the elf on his bed "She saved my life Nia, I could not leave her to die."
"So you risk our place in this city and your friend to bring the enemy here?"
"Did you not hear me Niabu she is the priestess, the one who set me free. It was not right leaving her alone to die." Raj replied
Niabu paced now shaking her head. "No you bring her here to die in our home."
"She will not die Niabu, you will heal her as she did me." The way he put it there was no arguing.
Niabu's shoulders slumped she shooed the men from the room, fetched her medicines and went to work.
His sister would come around, she was worried and with good reason, it wold sink in for Nia while she tended the girl, he was sure. Even when she came around the truth of her anger and in her words would haunt him till they safely moved the elf out of the city and out of his life. A small voice in the back of his mind told him the girl would never be out of his life, at this moment he chose to ignore it, setting a firm resolve to heal the priestess and send her away.
The doorlatch clicked, Raj jumped up to face Niabu, she looked weary, there was no indication of the elves condition on his sisters face. Niabu said nothing as she washed her hands and face in the basin on the counter and poured herself a glass of wine. "She has a fever and when... if it breaks she should be fine."
Raj sighed and slumped back into his chair, he reached for the bottle of rum, found it empty and rose to get the wine bottle. "Fever is not something you can cure?"
"A fever rages when da problem is internal, I can give her da potions and herbs needed to reduce it but a fever be more." was her cryptic response.
"How can it be more?" he asked running a hands through his hair in frustration.
"A fever be in da mind. It stems from an infection due to internal wounds but it takes over your mind." Niabu put her hand on her brothers shoulder. "She is likely to have nightmares you will need to stay in da room with her, in the bed with her and hold her when the tremors come."
At his stricken look she added "If she thrashes around she could alert a guard, I don't think many would be around our home, she could also hurt herself worse. You brought her here she is your responsibility."
"I understand." He replied.
Niabu left the room again, this time to her rooms, on the 3rd floor. The home they were given when they reached their teens was a not large but it was not small by the standards of most homes in the city. It was circular and built into the side of the tall cliff face. The first floor was Niabu's shop, filled with herbs, medical supplies and of course an area for her to consult with the spirits. Many traveled to Niabu for she was known to be very close with the spirit world. A spiral staircase lead to the middle floor with the kitchen in the center, Rajit' Kal's room was against the cliff face. It was very small but servicable and had one window overlooking the streets below. Another spiral staircase lead to the third floor. At the top carved into the wall, like Raj's room, was the small washroom and the larger room, the rest of the top floor, being Niabu's room.
Their home was well taken care of, with fine furnishings and many items and gadgets brought in from Raj's travels. Plush rugs on the floors, soft furnishings in place of rough wood, paintings on the walls, and an abundance of trinkets, these were things the troll would not skimp on. His sister would live in comfort since her childhood was much less so. Niabu was still angry with him a fact that did not settle well but as she said he must take care of the little priestess now. Raj took the bottle of wine with him into his bedroom.
The sight of the elven girl laying naked on his bed was startling, he damn near dropped the bottle of wine. He had only seen her face till now, having held her so close since he found her he knew there to be a very womanly form beneath her clothing but what he saw now fired his blood. Her face was a picture of peace framed by her long white hair, Niabu must have taken out the braid, the elves hair lay long and curling around her naked form. He could not take his eyes off her assessing her body from head to toe. long slightly muscular arms and legs, most elves he had seen of the female variety were very muscular, his elf must not go through the same rigorous training. Her pale skin was offset by the rosy nipples of her ample breasts, Raj felt a familiar ache in his groin and groaned. Temptation was getting the better of him Raj ran his fingers along her arm.
The heat emanating from her body sobered him quick, the girls skin was on fire. Raj ran back out of the room and up the stairs to Niabu "Her skin is on fire Nia."
"It be da fever Raj." She replied calmly "Use the water and clothes in your room to bath her skin, lay with her and when the shakes start keep her warm, even when she feels warm she will be cold."
Raj nodded "Thank you Nia"
"This not be easy Raj, she may still die." Niabu said as he left her room, sure he had not heard her
He had heard his sisters words but was determined to keep the elf alive.