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Post by Zadkiel on Oct 9, 2007 18:25:26 GMT -5
He nodded and brushed hsi hair. There was a commotion outside and a priest was suddenly blocking the half open door. "You cannotgo in here sir please, His Grace is rest-" He was cut off and Rylton almost groaned. His father had pushed his way in past the slight man.
"Rylton...as I suspected. What are you doing here?" he demanded.
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"I'm sorry...." he pet him as a mother would, taking great care to lift up a shirt, wincing at bruises on a side.
"We need to get you sitting. Come, stand with me..." The vampire kept hold of him, helping the boy to stand. "I'll get you some tea...a few pain pills. I suppose this arrangement was a bad one. I will speak to my mate," He stood, going to brew a pot of tea, shaking. What would cause his son to do such damage???
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Post by Raimi on Oct 9, 2007 18:28:03 GMT -5
Alyvyll's eyes were wide, and frightened. What did he do...  --- "W---would it be wrong to...to want to put him in...in the dungeons..?" he asked carefully, making sure to keep the tears sliding down his face. |
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Post by Zadkiel on Oct 9, 2007 18:32:31 GMT -5
Rylton lazilly leaned over the side of the bed. "Father...what brings you here? Vicdra complain that I left?"
Nullistra growled. "Yes, and your mother is over there cleaning up your mess. What excuse do you have to beat him. You had best bet he is alright. Excse us, Your Grace. My son needs toatone for his actions against his bethrothed." The Humanoids eyes clearly said Rylton was to come now, but the vampire stared at his in disbelief.
"Beat him??? I did no such thing!" He protested.
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"T..the dungeons?" Zekwae pressed a cup of tea laced with pain medicine into the boys hand, sitting beside him.
"N...well, I mean...I suppose not I just....I don't understand what happened. Rylton's so even tempered..." He shook his head. "Now don't cry...my mate will bring him here and then its not our place to stop you. He can't get away with beating you I just..." He sighed, confused.
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Post by Raimi on Oct 9, 2007 18:35:51 GMT -5
The High Priest looked at Rylton with disbelief. "...w--what...?" he asked, once more confused. "...You beat him...?" he stood. "W--was everything you said a---a lie...??"
His heart suddenly burst into pain.
This was why he was told to stay within the temple grounds... He'd been taken advantage of...tricked and betrayed...
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He sniffled and began to sob, "I'm sorry...I'm j--just so afraid...."
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Post by Zadkiel on Oct 9, 2007 18:40:50 GMT -5
"What?!?! Alyvyll, no!" He protested, struggling when guards were brought in to remove him by the Priest.
"I would disregard what my son had said right now. He's obviously not in the right mind. I am sorry Your Grace. Please pray for him." Rylton growled, stumbling out of the room, guards on either side dragging him.
"Alyvyll! I didn't, don't listen!" He yelled. His father looked pissed....what the hell had that bastard pulled now???"
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"No...please don't cry...your room is still open i our manor. W will have you there right away, with doctor care for your injuries. You won't even have to see Rylton. My mate will see to him..." The vampire felt as if he had misjudged everything. He didn't understand his child, but he would not let him hurt this one anymore.
"Come, drink your tea," he tried, petting his back.
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Post by Raimi on Oct 9, 2007 18:42:59 GMT -5
Alyvyll sat on the edge of his bed.
It hurt so much...
"Your Grace...Please rest. You have a long day in the morning." the Priest said, closing the door tightly.
He felt so cold now...
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He nodded a bit, sipping the liquid.
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Post by Zadkiel on Oct 9, 2007 18:47:11 GMT -5
Rylton struggled. His father asked the guards to escort them to his apartment. He entered, freezing. "You bastard...what did you do to my apartment!?" He demanded, hissing when guards tightened their grip when he made to step forward.
"Rylton!" His mothers voice wavered. "Why did you....why would you do this?" He asked, standing, motioning around, trying to shield the boy huddled on the couch.
"I didn't! He's a manipulative wench. He's got you all believing I beat him!" He growled, glaring at Vicdra.
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Post by Raimi on Oct 9, 2007 18:51:03 GMT -5
"I---I didn't!" he sobbed, hiding his face in his hands, although he smirked wickedly at Rylton when everyone's attention was drawn away.
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Post by Zadkiel on Oct 9, 2007 18:54:42 GMT -5
The vampire felt like ripping him apart. "This is madness. I'll get you you bas-"
"Enough!" Zekwae growled, his temper matchign his sons. "Take him away please....I need to clean up this mess, and hes traumitizing Vicdra even more. Please...he needs to spend time in the dungeons." The guards smirked at eachother, and amongst his protesting, was dragged away.
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Post by Raimi on Oct 9, 2007 18:55:45 GMT -5
Vicdra smirked even more behind his hand. He deserved it. The bastard. For touching someone else, for even thinking of leaving him!
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Post by Zadkiel on Oct 9, 2007 18:57:01 GMT -5
Zekwae sighed and turned. "Well...I suppose Nullistra can take you home. I'll stay here and clean up. Will that be alright?" he asked worridely, wondering if the other could walk properly himself.
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Post by Raimi on Oct 9, 2007 18:58:29 GMT -5
He nodded, dabbing his eyes with a cloth. "Yes...please..."
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Post by Zadkiel on Oct 9, 2007 19:00:05 GMT -5
"Alright," he offered his arm to help the boy stand. Nullistra took over, and Zekwae was jealous before remembering he was hurt. "Go slow, my love. His ribs are hurt," he murmured, and the kind Humanoid nodded, leaving is mate to clean up the mess.
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Post by Raimi on Oct 9, 2007 19:04:01 GMT -5
Alyvyll got out of the bath, drying himself off with the towel.
Rylton had lied to him...and...but.. If it were true, then why did he suddenly feel really bad for accusing him...?
He bit the edge of the towel as he moved into his chambers, standing before the window. If...if Rylton was a victim of false accusation then...then it was illegal, and the accuser had to be punished.
And...it was his duty, as a man of the Temple to seek out those who sinned...right?
He shivered a bit as a bead of water dribbled down the center of his back.
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Post by Zadkiel on Oct 9, 2007 19:07:24 GMT -5
Rylon stared at the dreary bars of the cell. It was damp down here, and the guards had taken great joy in leaving him without a shirt. He groaned, dropping his head to a knee, rubbing the back of his head.
How had his life gone to hell in a handbasket so quickly? Vicdra setting him up...his parents were disappointed, and Jespa would never let him live it down. His job was probably gone for good and Alyvyll.....Gods, the boywould never forgive him. But he hadn't been lying!!
That was perhaps the worst thing that had happened. The boy thought him a big talker...nothing more.
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