When the Dead Come Calling Mar 17, 2013 16:19:09 GMT -5
Post by cherryblossom131 on Mar 17, 2013 16:19:09 GMT -5
Elyan was sitting on the edge of his bed in his chambers with his head in his hands. He had been nursing a small headache since the possession ordeal. He could honestly hardly remember most of it. He had been trying hard to remember being possessed but it's almost like he had been asleep the whole time when the child took over him; like he had just switched off. He could only remember random images like it was a dream but everything was slowly slipping away. The thought unnerved him and sent shivers down his back. He had yet to apologise to Arthur; the King about almost killing him, which he had apparently tried to do when the child was controlling him. He had apparently done many things under the child's control. Despite having most of his memory of the entire experience gone, he couldn't forget the child's face, the pure fear he had felt in his heart when it began to torment him. He feared the experience would stay with him forever.
He wished his sister could have been here. She would have known exactly what to say and do to make him feel more at ease. She always did. But she wasn't here to comfort him, and he missed her dearly. He decided to sit up slightly and think of something else, maybe that would ease his mind. It turned out that thinking of something random after a traumatising experience was very difficult indeed. He let out a groan of frustration and put his head back in his hands. Maybe he should talk to Gaius about getting a tonic for his head. He'd brushed it off after Gaius had offered before, but now maybe he would change his mind. He hadn't really been sleeping well and probably looked a mess. His head looked up when he heard someone knocking at his door. He thought for a split second that it might be Gwen, but quickly purged the idea from his mind. That was impossible and it would be foolish of him to hope. He stood up and made his way over to the door and opened it to see Arthur. He could have laughed at himself, if it wasn't so pathetic because despite the fact that it wasn't possible, he'd still felt a tiny shred of hope being crushed when he saw that it wasn't his sister at the door. "My lord," he addressed him formally. "What can I do for you?"
Tag: King Arthur
Setting: In Elyan's room in the evening
Timeline: After 'The Heard of a New Age'