Darkness

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Darkness Chapter 53 The Healing Touch

Keylyn on reaching his quarters had Feles help him to carefully place the unconscious Darkness down on his side, on the right half of the bed. Then he sent the still whining redheaded whore to bring back the magic user Rasmus to assist him in saving Seer’ Reign life. In spite of the outcome, the elf could not just let him die. Perhaps it was foolish, but he couldn’t help himself.

While waiting for Feles to return with Rasmus, Keylyn quickly removed Seer’ Reign’s boots and blood soaked armor and leather clothing, until he was completely naked and proceeded to use a wet towel to wipe and cleanse his body free of blood and feverish perspiration in a effort to keep down possible affection.

Merely covering the now slowly oozing bloody wound with a another clean towel, Key feared to pull out the dagger from Darkness’ back least he loss even more blood in the processes. Instead he waited for Rasmus to come and advise him, for he knew little of healing magick even from what he read and studied. Then Key covered the man's naked body to keep him warm, and from getting chilled through. Even wounded, feverish, and barely conscious Seer’ Reign’s beauty was overwhelming to the elf’s eyes. Key found himself drawn to the man unable to look away even after all the wicked disturbing things that had occurred between them. He tenderly brushed Darkness’ messy long hair from falling over his feverish forehead and face.

At last came a quiet knock on the door, a worried Key quickly opened it to see a very serious Rasmus carrying a small leather case. Behind him lurked the cause of this situation, one murderous revengeful redhead whore Feles, who still continued to complain annoyingly under his breath, “must we really bother to save him… just let the cruel bastard die! It would be a lot easier… then he wont come after my ass to get even when he’s well.”

“Shut the fuck up, Feles and get out!” Said Rasmus and Key almost simultaneously together.

“Well I can see I am not wanted here,” cried the bitchy pouting redhead.

“ Fee, you foolish slut, go make yourself useful as well as ornamental, and earn a few silvers from the squad of mercenaries that recently enter the town and are now staying at the Inn of Paladin. Business is slow at the Magick Shoppe; we could use the expense money. And you better pray that you’re a inferior assassin, than you are a whore, or you will find you’re pert round ass out in the cold and homeless.” Ordered and threatened an unexpectedly annoyed and ruthless Rasmus. With that, the still grumbling redhead nodded submissively and turned and left the room.

“You know Rasmus, Feles has some justification for his lethal anger at My Lord, for I saw how he was treated, when he and my lord in the illusionary form of the brutal Dresden last met, it wasn’t pretty. Fee said he killed him for me too, as well! So I could be free. ”

“An utterly weak excuse perhaps, normally Feles is smart enough usually to only chose battles he can win, Seer’ Reign is out of his league with or without his magick, the boy should know better.”

“Then I must be even a bigger fool than Feles, for apparently I have fallen ridiculously in love with my beautiful abuser… a cruel bastard though he is… who constantly enjoys hurting me and humiliating me any way he likes, who doesn’t know the real meaning of love not even a little.”

“Look boy I though as much the last time we talked, but I feared you weren’t ready to hear my observation of the truth. Sometimes we can’t help, who we love… we just do... for they're simply able to awaken our desires and affections in certain way, I suggest Key you get use to the situation quickly or you will be most unhappy, unless you learn to accept this very complicated man on some functional level, though he tries very hard to work at being evil all at time… something tells me a part of him is not as bad he puts on... you need to seek out that part of him that he tries to hide.”

“You’re right, I wasn’t ready before, to hear such an observation! Look Rasmus his breathing is getting even more shallow and strained, we better get start saving him right now, or my ridiculous love for him will be a… Moot point… in the end he will simply just be dead, if we don’t do something to save him very soon!”

Ooooo

So that’s what they did, they saved him with the help of several high powered magick potions. One applied by mouth to heal his internal damage and then a second potion was applied externally to the open wound after the dagger was carefully removed by Rasmus. Lastly the wound was covered by a protective bandage. Some simultaneous chanting followed the healing, and after that a few several more prayers to the Lady of Three Aspects, the Virgin, the Mother, and the Crone even followed that. All of this took time, effort, and concentration but, at least it took Keylyn’s mind from worrying. To be truthful, Rasmus, did most of the work, but Key remain close and was more than his enthusiastic back up, especially when he was needed to hold Seer’ Reign down tightly in his arms, as the old magic user had warily removed the long dagger blade buried deep in his back and then together they both chanted a spell to slowly close the wound up so the potion wouldn't leak out and the wound putrefy, as well as keep the weakened Darkness from loosing any more of his precious blood.

Several hours later everything they could do for Seer’ Reign for the present was done; he seemed to be resting and healing slowly, with only a moderate fever, a fever that gradually rose and fell as he fought off affection. Rasmus guardedly said he still had long way to go before he was out of the woods, but he said Darkness was fighting very hard to live and that was a good sign.

Then to Keylyn's Shock, Rasmus before he left, ordered Keylyn to get into bed with Seer' Reign and keep him warm with his naked body, especially if Darkness started to shiver frantically from cold. If and when his feverish body got overly heated Key was to carefully wipe down his body from head to toe with a cloth soaked in cool fresh water from the basin along side the bed. Rasmus said by cuddling closely to the wound man body, Key would be instantly able to tell quickly a change in his condition,and he could call Rasmus if his charge’s condition got worse.

After Rasmus left, an obedient Keylyn striped out of his torn woman’s cloths and got naked under the fur covers and rolled over gently against Seer’ Reign and embraced him and rested head on the injured man bare chest. The elf listening thankfully to a steady and regular heart beat, as the wounded man slept. Unable to resist the needy urge Keylyn grabbed a handful of Darkness’ soft long hair, which was so totally beyond black, it was like a ravens wing in hue … the man’s hair seemed supernaturally iridescent even in the dim shadows cast by the room’s small fireplace. The yawning young elf let the exquisite lengthy strands of the master's hair run comfortingly through his fingers over and over, stroking it, until he too fell fast asleep against the man’s warm body.