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Post by Lady Edfeil on Sept 1, 2011 21:17:26 GMT -5
*It would have phased her in earlier years. They way he looked to her for a command, a decision. The harsher ways of the world had been foreign to her then, and she had had to lean heavily on those around her when strife befell Windstorm.
She had made mistakes, she knew. Nae acting decisively enough about the Franks... hesitating. But she had learned. And when Caerfarnon had been under attack, she had proven herself nae a warrior queen by far, but an organizer. A mother who kept her children, and those of her friends safe. And that was what was asked from her now. To keep her children safe. The hesitation of earlier years was gone. Her determination had grown as well as her skills, yet her softness nae had left her. She put her left hand very, very softly on Kyle's brow. He was hers. Hers to protect. Hers to look after. And he was wounded. Dark eyes found yers in quiet strength.*
This nae was an accident. Yet he has nae been able to speak to tell us who. Or how many. Though iffen they be strong enough to fell a knight of Windstorm they are many, or very skilled. Or very.. lucky.
*She hated to use that word, but fate nae always was with those who most deserved her favor. Her face became stern.*
They will be lucky nae longer though. Make sure the ramparts be safe. And that those that are out on patrol be accounted for when their duty ends. Those that go out, double their number. And a missive needs to be send out to the village to ring the bell and have the crier warn them of a possible danger. I will have nae more wounded.
*She needed to know more. She needed Kyle to wake up and speak to them. Were this men that knew him. Had they targeted him because he was of Windstorm? Because of his past? Because of the Draven family? Or had the meeting been coincidence. Had Kyle come to the defense of someone. Her words had but halted a moment while the questions came to mind.*
I will make further decisions when we know more. But for now I want to make certain first of all, that all be safe.
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Post by Dream Loxley on Sept 2, 2011 9:02:22 GMT -5
*She wanted to cry.......she needed to weep, cry out loud......her thoughts and feelings quite overwhelming her as she stood motionless beside her Queen. A witness to such an awful scene she had done many times before, only this time it was not her beloved Robin, not one she loved with all her heart, but a man who was dear to her as a friend, a good friend she admired and cared for greatly. Still she wanted to cry as she listened to Cara praying quietly.....praying for the life of this man whom she clearly loved deeply. It was a scene she deplored having to watch, but it was necessary......to show confidence in the healers and also alliance as a family...as one of Windstorm would show honour and respect for another who had fallen.
Dieter's presence brought Dream back from the depths of her thoughts, his demeanor quite expected...the curt nod, the look on his features that spoke more than the few words he actually spoke. She listened as her Queen replied to him and stood motionless before the small group, unsure for the moment what to do next.
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Post by Cara McKenna on Sept 2, 2011 12:47:55 GMT -5
Cara nodded slowly softly in acknowledgement of the Queen's praise of her words but she remained silent.As the door opened again this time admitting the young Prince, Cara bowed her head in acknowledgement of Him but still nay spoke.Her slight frame hummed with energy as if preparing for whatever fight was to come from this atrocity; her face while for the most part remains a gentle countenance holds now an ounce of steel as she too waits to hear the Queen's wishes...
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Post by Sir Kyle Draven on Sept 3, 2011 12:34:24 GMT -5
SOrry for the delay. Just been working alot and hurt My back again. I will post later today. *S*))
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Post by Sir Kyle Draven on Sept 4, 2011 21:37:15 GMT -5
His mind was racing, his eye lids moving rapidly, He had another dream and this was was not a good one, it was something that just happened, him looking to the mans face and then him falling into the black void of nothingness, as He laid there, his skin was starting to pale, this wound he suffered was not just a blunt blow to the back of his neck, but it had a dull point to it and it was indented on his neck, but a lot of that was covered by the blood from when he fell, He started to stir and groan as he was coming back to the light, thankfully the healer did all she could to help him get back and with that he opened his eyes and He looked around but did sit up fast once again and took in a few quick breaths, he was really pale at this point, looking and seeing the Queen, Dreamy, Cara and the Prince, He looked to them all for a long moment and wondered why they were all in his room, then looking again he realized he was not there and laid back down but spoke this time....Greetings all. Forgive My informal nature for not bowing....He laughed some and then held his head and assumed they may want to know what happened, but he was not sure all should be in here for this as this was some one that was supposed to be locked up but was not freed some how, he sighed and just spoke of what he remembered.....I was patrolling like I normally did but stopped as I saw a wagon that needed repairs so I stopped and went to help but saw it was an ambush, but to My dismay, it was only part of it. I had the guards escort the woman they was holding back to the village. I was coming to report but the real ambush happened. So here I am.....He had left out who did it as this was personal, if pressed he may tell but for now he could not, taking in a breath he looked to them all and patted the Queen's hand and nodded to her.
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Post by Sir Kyle Draven on Sept 4, 2011 21:38:13 GMT -5
Glad to see you are well Edie..~hugs~))
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Post by Cara McKenna on Sept 4, 2011 21:53:11 GMT -5
Cara felt more than heard herself breathe a sigh of relief as she watched His eyes open, the relief that flooded her was palpable as she knew was that of the Ladies near her, yet the idea that he had been ambushed whilst trying to help someone made her seethe with anger and she vowed to find the guards who had been on patrol with Sir Kyle and discover who the blackhearted woman was who had been a part of such treachery.
Pushing the thought to the back of her mind to keep such from darkening her expression and giving away her thoughts to those around her she took a few calming breaths and said a silent prayer to HIM for allowing Kyle to return to them again. For a time though she simply remained silent, her hand laid ever soft slightly pon His arm, as if giving Him her strength and energy but also seemingly recieving it in return, simply by being aware that He was breathing, alert and for the time being well.
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Post by Lady Edfeil on Sept 6, 2011 21:46:35 GMT -5
Her head moved swiftly as Kyle sat up. Her eyes upon him. She would ask question but he forstalled them by speaking. His voice calm, almost pleasant. Reassuring. Yet she was nae reassured. An ambush. That was bad enough. A woman. Had she been part of it? Her mind moved with the swiftness of a strategic general. She would have the guards brought. Question the woman, gently, kindly. But ask her those questions she would otherwise nae ask of a guest.
But there was something more. Something ye nae told her. She was a horrid liar herself. And too oft she would nae notice things that were happening right before her. Yet, mayhap because they had bonded so closely in friendship, in honor, she knew ye were witholding something. And she would learn what it was. For now though, she would learn only what was needed to keep ye safe. Motioning Dieter closer and looking over at Dream for confirmation of what to do, she put a plan in motion.*
We're doubling the guards on the walls. And nae one goes out on patrol by themselves. Dream, how far are we with the harvest? Which crops are in?
*the question might seem foolish to some, considering the small scale of the attack so far, but they would nae be found without supplies again if this turned out to be more than something simple. Her eyes then found Cara. Had she too noticed? Had she found that something was.. missing?*
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Post by Cara McKenna on Sept 6, 2011 22:32:08 GMT -5
Cara's eyes lifted to that of the Knights for a moment,many emotions coursing through her small frame.She had indeed heard the stop in his voice as if holding something back and every nerve in her body was on alert....Cad nár rá agat, chothaímid amháin?.... the words were spoken softly and in her own language at first, a note of sadness and worry held within the tone... What didn't you say, Sir Kyle...what are you hiding? she asked again in English, where everyone can understand, knowing she probably should not ask such but in her heart she knew something was wrong and not to know was nearly killing her...
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Post by Dream Loxley on Sept 7, 2011 11:07:35 GMT -5
Dream found herself hanging on every word he finally spoke.....she tried to envisage the situation Kyle had stumbled upon, knowing him to have been brave and yet it would have been a natural thing to do....to stop and help somebody in need. Nodding to herself as she listened, understanding his plight and frowning to imagine another causing him such pain after he had offered them help.
It was Edfeil who brought her thoughts back to the room this time, she turned to look upon her Queen and offered a soft reassuring smile.
"The weather has been kindly and the Harvests were finished at the fullest Moon M'Lady, 'tis now time to gather nuts, roots and berries. Firewood and hunting may be more difficult during the next few Months but iffn we have enough protection I am sure we shall be ready afore the harshness of Winter arrives."
Of course she had spoken in confidence and believed her own words, yet it would be hard upon them all if the Autumn hunt failed.
Edfeil herself seemed to allay any fears within the Infirmary by taking a confident stance and having a plan at the ready. Dream smiled gently to wards Cara who was still so very afraid for her Kyle and did not seem to be fully at ease after hearing his explanation.
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Post by Dieter on Sept 7, 2011 21:46:44 GMT -5
Standing at Edfeils shoulder as Kyle finally roused, listening to his words and noting the omissions, though such could be for any number of reasons so he paid little head to the whys for now. Instead he listened to the desription of what happened. As Cara turns her attention to Kyle, he turns back to the Queen, his voice a low rumble with a dangerous edge to it.
"I shall speak to Master Gerben and leave matters within the Castle in his capable hands. Word of the attack has already spread through the village, but then you know such stories are like rumour and gossip and spread like a wildfire. But I shall head back there myself, my presence should reassure them, as well as give them someone to fetch should any news of the attackers surface."
Nodding to the others with a tilt of his head before the big man in black turns for the door, taking his leave and moving off with a long stride to set Her Majesty's instructions in motion...
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Post by Lady Edfeil on Sept 12, 2011 20:59:29 GMT -5
*She nodded to Dieter as he left. She knew he would do what needed to be done. Until they knew more. There was something.. wrong. They all knew it. Something that was left unspoken. It had nae been a coincidence that Kyle was attacked. It had nae been some random robbery. An ambush he had said. A dangerous one. Few bandits would dare to attack a full armed knight, without good cause.
In the corner, the small fireplace burned without smoking, spreading the scent of the herbs that lay on the heavy metal tray above it to clear the air and keep the bad vapors away.
She looked up at the two women that stood beside her. It were always the women it seemed who bore the burden of men's wars. Kyle was the one who had been felled, but they were the one gathered here around his bedside, trying to make sense of the violence that had befallen one that was in their hearts.
When women speak, men oft find naught of importance within their words. Yet women speak on two levels. There is the one of words in which they share tea and food and needles and trivial concerns, but beneath that, like blind beetles, with trembling feelers, they discovered each other's cares and cores.
And so she spoke now to Dream, wondering iffen she too had heard that small note in the voice of the other woman present.
Kyle will need a lot of care the first few days...
And then, unhurried, she turned her head to Cara and smiled, encouraging, as if a silent blessing was exchanged that only women understood.
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Post by Sir Kyle Draven on Sept 12, 2011 21:47:05 GMT -5
I am sorry for the delay. I am trying and will post a reply tomorrow after work. Thank you for your patience. ))
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Post by Dream Loxley on Sept 19, 2011 8:02:00 GMT -5
"Kyle will need a lot of care the first few days..."
Dream smiled softly, watching Cara yet listening to Edfeil. She nodded her head and looked around the room. Healers seemed very capable and were going about the business of making sure all was well......there was no more she could really do as Cara was most definitely going to make sure he was kept safe from now on.
"Of course M'Lady, and I can see that Cara has such care firmly within her grasp." Dream softly smiled again, lifting her skirts just enough to make for a safe turn on her heels. "I shall return throughout the day and give aid where I can, for now all seems to be as it should and Kyle be in the best place.......and the best hands methinks."
With a curtsy to her Queen and a word of thanks to the healers, she left the room to see to her chores for the day elsewhere.
((Hoping to see Kyle up and about in the room as time allows. *S*))
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Post by Sir Kyle Draven on Sept 21, 2011 11:43:55 GMT -5
He was looking to those gathered after He had made his statement and then looking on to the Queen and knew she He was not saying everything and thing and then listening to them and hearing about them going to double the guards and he knew it was not needed, but did not protest as he would not win this one no matter what he said, but he could not talk about it in the open as not all knew of His past, least not every detail, He took in a breath and then looked to Cara as she spoke in her own language and then hearing you ask once more in a tongue he knew and all he did was look at her and smile and shake his head softy.........Nothing at all Cara. He looked to Cara after speaking and nods softly as He laid back some and kept His eyes on all gathered, looking to Dream then as she was answering the Queen and He just let His mind race as His face was nothing more than a blank stare as the words in room was spoken but He was not hearing much at the moment, thinking He had to speak with the woman in the village and knew the guards would maybe have her brought her if the Queen wanted, He was brought out of it as He noted Dieter was leaving and then Queen nodding to Him and He did not know what just happened and raised a brow and turned His attention back to all here. speaking once more ....I will be fine, just need some rest and will be back to full duty....nodding softly and listening to Dream and grinning with a smile as He shook His head and looked o the ladies left...
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