Continuing adventures of Sarah and Lord De Veer
February 20th 2007 09:19
‘C’mon Sash’ she called out to her dog, ‘Let’s go to bed shall we?’
She said opening the door that led up the stairs.
As Sasha ran into her bedroom and leapt onto the bed, Sarah just
opened the door to the guest room, going inside to check on her
patient.
Drawing closer, she could see by the moon light shining through a gap in the curtains that he was still in the same position that they had left him earlier and picking up the cloth that was laying next to the bowl of water, she wiped his brow gently.
It was just then that his eyes flicked open and his hand touched hers,
‘My Lady?’ he asked quietly.
‘It’s okay, you are safe but you need rest, so sleep now’ Sarah replied
softly as she touched his hand with her other one.
He gave a puzzled look for a moment before his eyes closed and he
fell into a deep sleep, his grip loosening from hers as he did so.
She stood there watching him for a few moments, feel quite relieved
as this was a good sign but then she hadn’t really thought about what
was going to happen next. But it was very late and she was feeling
tired so thought it best to deal with that in the morning.
Sasha gave a little yawn as she snuggled under the duvet before
falling into a restless deep sleep as she wondered if this was all a
mistake. That night her dreams were full of mysterious images and for one moment she dreamt, that her and Falte were riding across the moor land at night for a meeting with Hallion, who sat astride his large charger, silhouetted by the moon light. Sarah turned in her sleep as the dream showed them meeting, drawing close to each other, taking a hold of each other’s hand, looking into each other’s eyes.
When suddenly Sasha jumped off the bed, knocking the table lamp over in the process, which landed on the floor with a crash. She sat up with a jolt, gathering her thoughts as she realised what had happened, almost wishing she had had seen more of the dream.
Shaking her head sadly ‘Oh well, it’s only a dream’ she thought, picking up the lamp before getting back into bed and drifting off to sleep once more.
The next morning the sun was shining brightly through the curtains
and she awoke with a slight hangover, ‘I shouldn’t drink alone’ she
thought to her self, playfully kicking the stuffed tiger of the bed.
Walking slightly unsteadily, she opened the guest room door ajar,
wondering if there would be any change but he was still in the same
position that she had left him.
‘C’mon Sash, breakfast time’ she said to her constant companion.
Sarah wrapped her dressing gown around her as she descended the
stairs, all the time Sash trying her best to trip her up, ‘You won’t get
any breakfast at this rate’ she laughed.
After feeding Sash and letting Charlie out of his pen, she sat down
for a nice cup of Earl Grey tea and even though it cost more to buy, it
was worth it.
Sarah had been sitting at the kitchen table for a few minutes when
there was a sudden crash from up stairs.
‘What the?’ she thought almost dropping her cup and saucer.
The noise had come from the guest room, she realised taking the
stairs two at a time.
‘Hello’ she called out before entering the room.
There in front of her laying on the floor, with just the bed sheet
wrapped around him, was the man who was awake but with a wary
and confused look on his face.
‘It’s okay’ Sarah told him softly, ‘You were hurt, so we brought you
here’ she added.
‘My lady?’ he replied still with a confused tone in his voice and she
noticed that he was avoiding looking at her.
For a moment she didn’t under stand why he wasn’t looking at her
but then she realised that it might have something to do that she was
only wearing her dressing gown, ‘ Just be a moment’ She told him,
cheeks flushing red slightly with embarrassment.
Quickly pulling on a tee shirt and a pair of jeans, she went back to
his room. As she entered he tried to stand up but his legs were still
weak and wouldn’t support him.
‘Here let me help you’ she said smiling as she took a hold of his arm.
‘Thank you my lady’ he replied as she helped him sit onto the bed
still not looking her directly in the eye.
‘And it’s just Sarah’ she replied with a warm smile.
She could see him thinking about that for a moment before replying
‘Thank you Sarah’ returning her smile, abet a little more tiredly
looking.
‘Can I get you anything and how do you feel?’ she asked concerned.
‘Tired and also hungry’ he replied, looking around and taking in his
strange surroundings.
He was about to ask another question but she beat him to it by
saying, ‘I’ll just get you something to eat and drink, then we can talk
if you feel up to it?’.
He gave another warm but tired smile and Sarah went downstairs to
fetch something.
He was still sitting where she had left him, when she entered back
into the room carrying a tray with a glass of orange juice, fruit and
home baked muffins.
Passing the glass to him, she noticed he looked at it for a moment but
deciding to trust her, started to drink it. He wasn’t sure about the
muffins but ate one of the apples.
‘Can I ask what is your name?’ Sarah said to him, sitting down on a
nearby wooden chair.
‘Lord Hallion de Veer’ he replied in between bites of the second
apple.
Her eyes widened slightly at hearing that but she said nothing before
asking if he knew what had happened to him.
His eyes gave a pained expression as he tried to remember ‘There
was a storm, my ship was in trouble, then blackness, I can’t
remember anything else’ he replied shaking his head.
Just then his hand went up to where his pendant had been, his eyes
looking lost for a moment.
‘It’s okay, is this what you are looking for?’ she asked taking the
pendant off the side table.
Sarah could see the relief on Hallion’s face as he took the pendant
safely from her hand, before securing it around his neck.
‘It must mean a lot to you but I can see why as it’s beautiful’ Sarah
said to him softly.
‘He looked up her, his eyes once again showing that pained look as he
spoke ‘It belonged to a lady not unlike yourself’ he replied quietly
Then he asked ‘How long have I been here and were there any other
survivors found?’
She shook her as she replied ‘I’m sorry you were the only one swept
from the sea and you have been here just over a day’.
‘No one at all!’ He shook his head sadly, looking downwards in despair.
He was quiet for a few moments while pondering this information
before asking ‘What is this land called?
‘It’s called Tasmania, it’s an island off the coast of Australia’ she
replied.
Once again he gave a puzzled look and Sarah asked ‘Where are you
from Hallion?’
‘I am or was from the land of Rios, lord of the high kingdom’ he
replied looking around the room.
This is all strange to me, your clothes, speech and what does this do?
He asked pointing to the table lamp.
Sarah suppressed a smile as she leaned over and flicked the switch,
with Hallion leaning back in surprise. Before he recovered, placing
his hand over the lamp shade, ‘There is no flame?’ He asked
curiously examining it carefully.
‘No it’s electric’ she replied with a giggle as she turned on the main
light switch.
This made him lean back and stare at the ceiling light in wonder
before he said ‘Amazing, please show me more’.
‘All in good time, but first how are you feeling?’ She asked
concerned.
‘Still weak in the legs but other than that I feel okay’ He told her
even thought he didn’t feel that great, he wanted to see more of the
wonders that she had shown him.
to be continued.................... .....
She said opening the door that led up the stairs.
As Sasha ran into her bedroom and leapt onto the bed, Sarah just
opened the door to the guest room, going inside to check on her
patient.
Drawing closer, she could see by the moon light shining through a gap in the curtains that he was still in the same position that they had left him earlier and picking up the cloth that was laying next to the bowl of water, she wiped his brow gently.
It was just then that his eyes flicked open and his hand touched hers,
‘It’s okay, you are safe but you need rest, so sleep now’ Sarah replied
softly as she touched his hand with her other one.
He gave a puzzled look for a moment before his eyes closed and he
fell into a deep sleep, his grip loosening from hers as he did so.
She stood there watching him for a few moments, feel quite relieved
as this was a good sign but then she hadn’t really thought about what
was going to happen next. But it was very late and she was feeling
tired so thought it best to deal with that in the morning.
Sasha gave a little yawn as she snuggled under the duvet before
falling into a restless deep sleep as she wondered if this was all a
mistake. That night her dreams were full of mysterious images and for one moment she dreamt, that her and Falte were riding across the moor land at night for a meeting with Hallion, who sat astride his large charger, silhouetted by the moon light. Sarah turned in her sleep as the dream showed them meeting, drawing close to each other, taking a hold of each other’s hand, looking into each other’s eyes.
When suddenly Sasha jumped off the bed, knocking the table lamp over in the process, which landed on the floor with a crash. She sat up with a jolt, gathering her thoughts as she realised what had happened, almost wishing she had had seen more of the dream.
The next morning the sun was shining brightly through the curtains
and she awoke with a slight hangover, ‘I shouldn’t drink alone’ she
thought to her self, playfully kicking the stuffed tiger of the bed.
Walking slightly unsteadily, she opened the guest room door ajar,
wondering if there would be any change but he was still in the same
position that she had left him.
‘C’mon Sash, breakfast time’ she said to her constant companion.
Sarah wrapped her dressing gown around her as she descended the
stairs, all the time Sash trying her best to trip her up, ‘You won’t get
any breakfast at this rate’ she laughed.
After feeding Sash and letting Charlie out of his pen, she sat down
for a nice cup of Earl Grey tea and even though it cost more to buy, it
was worth it.
Sarah had been sitting at the kitchen table for a few minutes when
there was a sudden crash from up stairs.
‘What the?’ she thought almost dropping her cup and saucer.
The noise had come from the guest room, she realised taking the
stairs two at a time.
‘Hello’ she called out before entering the room.
There in front of her laying on the floor, with just the bed sheet
wrapped around him, was the man who was awake but with a wary
and confused look on his face.
‘It’s okay’ Sarah told him softly, ‘You were hurt, so we brought you
here’ she added.
‘My lady?’ he replied still with a confused tone in his voice and she
noticed that he was avoiding looking at her.
For a moment she didn’t under stand why he wasn’t looking at her
but then she realised that it might have something to do that she was
only wearing her dressing gown, ‘ Just be a moment’ She told him,
cheeks flushing red slightly with embarrassment.
Quickly pulling on a tee shirt and a pair of jeans, she went back to
his room. As she entered he tried to stand up but his legs were still
weak and wouldn’t support him.
‘Here let me help you’ she said smiling as she took a hold of his arm.
‘Thank you my lady’ he replied as she helped him sit onto the bed
still not looking her directly in the eye.
‘And it’s just Sarah’ she replied with a warm smile.
She could see him thinking about that for a moment before replying
‘Thank you Sarah’ returning her smile, abet a little more tiredly
looking.
‘Can I get you anything and how do you feel?’ she asked concerned.
‘Tired and also hungry’ he replied, looking around and taking in his
strange surroundings.
He was about to ask another question but she beat him to it by
saying, ‘I’ll just get you something to eat and drink, then we can talk
if you feel up to it?’.
He gave another warm but tired smile and Sarah went downstairs to
fetch something.
He was still sitting where she had left him, when she entered back
into the room carrying a tray with a glass of orange juice, fruit and
home baked muffins.
Passing the glass to him, she noticed he looked at it for a moment but
deciding to trust her, started to drink it. He wasn’t sure about the
muffins but ate one of the apples.
‘Can I ask what is your name?’ Sarah said to him, sitting down on a
nearby wooden chair.
‘Lord Hallion de Veer’ he replied in between bites of the second
apple.
Her eyes widened slightly at hearing that but she said nothing before
asking if he knew what had happened to him.
His eyes gave a pained expression as he tried to remember ‘There
was a storm, my ship was in trouble, then blackness, I can’t
remember anything else’ he replied shaking his head.
Just then his hand went up to where his pendant had been, his eyes
looking lost for a moment.
‘It’s okay, is this what you are looking for?’ she asked taking the
pendant off the side table.
Sarah could see the relief on Hallion’s face as he took the pendant
safely from her hand, before securing it around his neck.
‘It must mean a lot to you but I can see why as it’s beautiful’ Sarah
said to him softly.
‘He looked up her, his eyes once again showing that pained look as he
spoke ‘It belonged to a lady not unlike yourself’ he replied quietly
Then he asked ‘How long have I been here and were there any other
survivors found?’
She shook her as she replied ‘I’m sorry you were the only one swept
from the sea and you have been here just over a day’.
‘No one at all!’ He shook his head sadly, looking downwards in despair.
He was quiet for a few moments while pondering this information
before asking ‘What is this land called?
‘It’s called Tasmania, it’s an island off the coast of Australia’ she
replied.
Once again he gave a puzzled look and Sarah asked ‘Where are you
from Hallion?’
‘I am or was from the land of Rios, lord of the high kingdom’ he
replied looking around the room.
This is all strange to me, your clothes, speech and what does this do?
He asked pointing to the table lamp.
Sarah suppressed a smile as she leaned over and flicked the switch,
with Hallion leaning back in surprise. Before he recovered, placing
his hand over the lamp shade, ‘There is no flame?’ He asked
curiously examining it carefully.
‘No it’s electric’ she replied with a giggle as she turned on the main
light switch.
This made him lean back and stare at the ceiling light in wonder
before he said ‘Amazing, please show me more’.
‘All in good time, but first how are you feeling?’ She asked
concerned.
‘Still weak in the legs but other than that I feel okay’ He told her
even thought he didn’t feel that great, he wanted to see more of the
wonders that she had shown him.
to be continued.................... .....
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