The Argonian Maid?...Nope!

 

When Kyrell awoke he felt weak, potions abuse paired with not enough rest really could take its toll.

But for now he savoured the feeling of a soft bed, warm and...where was he?

It was a nice room, wooden walls, it even was relatively warm here, the fireplace lightened the room and...he squinted, trying to sit up but fell back with a croaking sound.



Footfalls halled on the floorboards and than Martin loomed over him.

"You feel better I hope, you were out for a good nights rest...seems you have overdone yourself. I didn´t even ask what you had been doing on your way to Kvatch before you helped us." talking while he filled a beaker with water, sitting on the bed and helping the Argonian drink.

"It was thoughtless of us to push for the journey"

"But I can´t say you had it any better than me, with the...gate and saving the people in the chapel..ok me and Khzzar fought us through the gate and the city...but I guess I am just not as durable" the argonian joked

"To be fair we had a bit of rest in the chapel..and I guess having a bed instead of beeing on a horseback for days on end is also good for the constitution. Do you feel got enough to get up again?"

"I guess, just..sleepdrunk still" sitting up with a groan,blinking as he saw that he had a long modest nightshirt on "Huh?"

"No worries, I just thought you would be more comfortable without your full armour, not that I disrobed you, a fellow blade was helping you to bed. It was a bit of a shock when you crumbled to the floor. I hope your partner will not make his words true and hit me for letting his love come to harm"

"Wuh..wha..no..not love, we are friends..very good friends but only friends..nothing..nono..nothing more, really." spluttering and turning a deep bluegreen

"Well...he is a very close friend but not that, no...oh if he had heard that I would not hear the end of it"jumping out of the bed with those words, swaying before getting a grip on the wall.

"Oh, than please excuse my faulty conclusion. But that is what happens when there is mostly running and no chance to talk. If you allow we can catch up on that on the following days while we wait for your friend and forge out plans what to do to get the amulet back"



Martin made his way around the bed, walking to the door and calling to someone out there and a female blade stepped into the room

"We decided to keep you in my quarters until you felt better, the other rooms are a bit cold and we couldn´t leave you at the hearth in the hall..surely warm but not fitting for you to sleep there. But now etiquette can´t be stretched to keep you here. Do you need help with your clothes? Jena can assist you"

"Uh no...I am fine..but I think if ...maybe someone could show me my bed so I can ..drop of my things and maybe get some more sleep to gt y strength back, the days here have taught me to expect challenges arriving at the worst times, so I would like to get more rest as long as it is possible" while sitting on a nearby chair, slipping in his trousers while weaing the nightshirt to keep himself from prying eyes, because he also didn´t want to wander those halls in bedclothes.

Both turned to give the Argonian some privacy as he put on his clothes, it seemed his armour, weapons and other belongings were already stowed away, so he followed Jena to the small room.



A bedroll, a trunk with his stuff.."Jauffrey made quite a fuss when Martin insisted on using his bed for you" Jena sounded a bit amused as she stood in the doorway "Room for guests, we Blades all sleep in one room, it is safer but we guessed you wanted a but of privacy.

"Yes, thanks. So you played the Chaperone?"

"You could say that, not that I think it was needed and you did quite a feat, so I guess you earned the stay until you were better. You still look...pale. Not as pale as before but, keep rest for now. I bring you some food, but Jauffrey wants to speak you tomorrow. One of us will wake you if you are not up"





And after having some stew, water and even getting an apple, Kyrell fell back on the bed, falling asleep in the matter of minutes.







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Yawning Kyrell made his way down to the Great Hall, looking for Jauffrey who sat near the fireplace, scrolls on the table, a book, feather and ink, sunk into his thoughts.



Dropping down on the bench Kyrell was ignored as first before Jauffrey beckoned him over with a wink of his hand, speaking in hushed voices.

He had already known it, it was time for something else, more work, no surprise here.

What did surprise him a bit was the cold look he got and a warning

"Martin has a big future, he is to be crowned king and will have many responsibilites.

You will be none of those so don´t get too friendly with him. You have done us a great service but don´t let it get over your head"



Kyrell only sat there dumbfounded, blinking slowly. He couldn´t think of something he had done wrong or overstepped his boundaries..not yet, not realising what Jauffrey wanted to tell him

"Just stay away from Martin, this is purely professional, a service to the crown which you are doing. He is way above you"

This tasted quite sour and Kyrells face puckered in an instant

"It isn´t as if I try to get cozy with him, I lead him to safety, I was exhausted and broke down, don´t put more in it as is there"

Angrily he stood, getting back to his quarters, packing for the journey to the big fancy, shitty city.

But as fate wanted it, he ran into Martin on his way out

"Where are you going" he seemed surprised,especially because the Argonian had been exhausted so much, not even a day before.

"Doing my duty to the crown as Jauffrey told me to...I am sorry..Martin...Jauffrey has more than a broom up his backside and I can not stomach that" he blurted out.

"It was enough that I carried this amulet with me in my body...guess he couldn´t digest where in my body I stored the jewel safely and he is still miffed about the disrespect I showed to the thing.Maybe he should have shoved it up to where those brooms are and it would have been safe and not taken" he growled while Martin didn´t seem to know if he should break down laughing or just gape at the Argonian.

But he couldn´t bring a word out as he imitated a fish, trying to find some words.

"Take care...hope you can make some friends and Jauffrey doesn´t tell them all off or it will get lonely here" walking away as he still mumbled about the bald *** with the ***** and the brooms up his **** and where he could shove his advice too.





As he walked out of the 'Temple' and to the stables he pulled the cork out of a flask, freeing a small ignis fatuus, fairy light, sending it on the way to tell Khzzar where he was and that he could wait for him in Bruma and catch up on some drinking and brawling while he was there.





That had been a nice adventure on its own when they had encountered the smaller, nicer bretheren of the Will O' Wisps....and how usefull they could be sometimes.