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The Elf's slender body contorted once more, twisting about until finally being stopped by the taught restraints at his wrists, now the only thing keeping him on the bed. Though his face was contorted in agony not a whisper of sound escaped, as if the muscles of his tongue and throat had ceased to obey his commands. Sweat beaded unnaturally on his forehead, even with the cool sea breeze blowing in through the window.
"There there" the young Initiate of the Moonmaiden once again soaked the towel in the nearby water bucket, hastily dabbing his forehead as the tremors receded and he collapsed back onto the pillow gasping, "You will be through the worst of it soon, the Mistress says."
Despite the words her smile seemed forced, as if she herself barely believed what she was saying. Standing up, she turned as if to leave, stopping at the Elf's quiet voice.
"Thank...thank you" it was barely above a whisper. His hand, trembling just as much as voice reached out and fumbled at a folded and sealed piece of parchment on the bedside table.
"Please, could you see that this is delivered?" he looked up at her with determined eyes, holding it out to her.
The girl, as she accepted the letter, suddenly gave a yelp and jumped backwards, nearly falling over the stool. Blue motes of energy trailed on the tips of the Elf's fingers.
"You...you're leaking“ she said matter-of-factly, "What is that?"
The Elf smiled and gave a half cough half laugh, but for once only sadness and resignation were evident in his green eyes.
"That, was the last remnants of my magic."
"There there" the young Initiate of the Moonmaiden once again soaked the towel in the nearby water bucket, hastily dabbing his forehead as the tremors receded and he collapsed back onto the pillow gasping, "You will be through the worst of it soon, the Mistress says."
Despite the words her smile seemed forced, as if she herself barely believed what she was saying. Standing up, she turned as if to leave, stopping at the Elf's quiet voice.
"Thank...thank you" it was barely above a whisper. His hand, trembling just as much as voice reached out and fumbled at a folded and sealed piece of parchment on the bedside table.
"Please, could you see that this is delivered?" he looked up at her with determined eyes, holding it out to her.
The girl, as she accepted the letter, suddenly gave a yelp and jumped backwards, nearly falling over the stool. Blue motes of energy trailed on the tips of the Elf's fingers.
"You...you're leaking“ she said matter-of-factly, "What is that?"
The Elf smiled and gave a half cough half laugh, but for once only sadness and resignation were evident in his green eyes.
"That, was the last remnants of my magic."
