Thread: Opposite Ends ( Ava & ForeverMischievous )

Ava strayed into the dark abyss to seek sanctuary. Deep within the recesses of her mind where no one could touch her or disturb her peace. That was... until he groaned. His pulse jumped and her eyes shot open at the sudden change. There on the other side of the bed, leaning ever so close was her patient's companion. Had the dear girl gotten any sleep at all? Lady Lock's emerald orbs then turned to the familiar sight of her head maiden. Bring us food, Lydia.... and porridge for him. Thank you. Slender fingers raked through her long ebony tendrils. Getting them somewhat managed. Alas, there was no time for a long bath. The soft palm of Ava's hand cupped at the male's forehead. He runs no fever.... She stated aloud, hoping to get the red head to relax, if not just a smidgen. More bandages were retrieved and a yet again she redressed his wounds. It came as a bit of a shock, just how much progress he had made. He will live. Even the guards at the door could hear the smile in her voice. If we do not get food into him, though, he will not be getting far anytime soon. He may awaken soon, but I suggest he stay here until full health. Should he strain himself, his wounds will reopen and we will be back where we started. Men were indeed the most stubborn of sexes. It was indefinitely time for a change of clothing and to wash up right quick. Lydia soon arrived with a tray of breads, various slices of meats, and fruit, as well as a small bowl of porridge. Ava took the tray into her own hands and set it next to the girl. In a voice so calm and gentle, she instructed, Feed him. Get anything into him. Talk to him and coax him awake. I will return soon, Lydia will help you should you need anything. It was almost as though the difference between their families did not exist. The reluctance upon Lydia's face to help the Holtest was obvious in Ava's eye. The mistress need only place a hand upon the portly servant's shoulder to remind her of their duty. This war was the last thing that Ava Lock would wish upon either family. With a soft sigh, she exited to the room to her own lavatory after having retrieved a gown from her wardrobe. A clawfoot tub sat waiting for her, filled with water. Of course she would not take long. A subtle laugh escaped her lips for but a second. Somewhat surprised that no ill person occupied the tub or the floor. In silence, she did wish the man well. Lavender scented suds washed from her hair and skin before she dried off and dawned a casual dress in her family's colors. Emerald green and gold. An ivory comb was raked through the damp tendrils that ended in the middle of her back. Yet again her most prized possession sat nestled in the valley of her bosom, close to her heart. Back into the room she wandered. Just in time to have a guard hand her a roll of parchment with her uncle's seal upon it. She took a seat with the chair that she had previously occupied as she ripped the message open. Eyes roaming the page. Oh Uncle... how charming and foolish you can be. With those words she tossed the message where it deserved to be in the flames beneath the mantle. M' Lady, nearly half the patients are gone. Home, I think or at least back to their headquarters. Crazy loons hopefully figured that this is all a waste of time and leads to no where. Lydia was always one to speak her mind. One reason Ava adored her. Various medical supplies lay scattered about. The reason Ava began to gather them up. Ouch! A knife fell to the ground and two droplets of blood. In a heart beat Lydia was at her head Lady's side. Ava could only laugh. It is fine Lydia, I only cut myself slightly. A fairly deep cut upon her right index finger. Droplets of blood falling on the plate that Lydia had prepared for her. It was nothing a wrap couldn't fix. You act as though it is the end of the world. We are all on end, I suppose. How is he fairing, has he eaten anything yet? With the lack of blood all over him, she was able to get a fairly good look at her unconscious . Quite handsome, it was no wonder the girl was smitten with him. The female warrior was rather pretty as well, and those eyes. Breathtaking, to say the least.