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Warden: [Knowing the Empress would be arrive soon, Shax goes to the Warden the evening before to speak with her]
After the young half-breed had left, Haddock had returned to sit next to Stonegit, watching him tiredly with a hand on the side of his face, fingers sticking through tousled hair. It was very, very late. The Warden was shocked at how tired this vessel had become after a long time running off of nothing but whatever fuel she gave him. With the cat-child, she’d had time to sleep, to eat, to regenerate. The madness of the last few days had prevented her from doing so with the king. She stared at dark-eyes a while longer through his eyes, and then suddenly her mortal sight faded away and Haddock fell limply against the bedside, breathing steady and even. He’d fallen asleep.
She sighed and moved her spirit form to sit on the ground, all rangy grace and long crossed legs, Normally she’d be able to simply stimulate Haddock more and keep him awake. But this time…she didn’t really feel like it. And she felt like she owed it to him to let him rest.
The Warden’s dark eyes slid shut and her mind began to drift.
Shax: Shaxurohm noticed the Warden almost immediately as she began to drift. Hello dear cousin.Something was off about his demeanor. He was quiet, pensive, none of his usual condescending, cocky air about him. What are you drifting away from this time?
Warden: You already know, she murmured, eyes shifting beneath her eyelids. I do not need to speak of it again. The pain was fresh and the fear still thrummed through her veins, despite the events having occurred early in the day. 
Shax: I was able to speak to him. Hel doesn’t seem to have damaged his mind. She didn’t block me, until I tried to show that you cared. She was able to block everything that shows that anyone cares about him still. He shook his head, his irritation shining through.
Warden: She eyed him and her pupils narrowed at the same time that her eyes did. Why would he need to see that? I’d think he is already aware of the fact…we did act as one for a few months at a time.
Shax: Shaxurohm simply smiled at the Warden, although it wasn’t his usual smug grin. It seemed almost … sad. When I first spoke to him, I was trying to get him to tell me why you cared. And at first, he seemed to think you didn’t. So, to try and prove otherwise, I tried to show him one of the tapestries I made recently. But Hel blocked me. She wouldn’t allow me to summon it.
Warden: The Warden twitched irritably. We do not need to throw the fact around so lightly, she hissed, opening her eyes. My shame is enough without it being flaunted in my face.
Shax: Shaxurohm raised an eyebrow at his cousin. She is trying to make him her plaything. I think that you might want to let go of your stubborn pride while I try to help him. She certainly won’t allow you to speak to him. And she’ll block me if I carry messages. Of course, going in, I didn’t know that.
Warden: Giving a frustrated sigh, the Warden ran her hand through her tangled hair and over her sable ears. This is all because the idiot cheated death, didn’t he? she grumbled. What more do you want me to do, Shaxurohm? I can only take care of him in the mortal realm. Hel has locked his mind away from me in a place only she can reach. She stared down at the ground and grimaced. 
I feel so useless,she whispered. I have been tricked by my mother, then my brother, then a mere mortal and now Hel herself. I’m a failure of a demon. I cannot even harm those I meant to destroy in the first place because I careabout them. Her tail thumped the ground, once. It’s despicable. The others must be laughing at me, floundering…
Shax: It is a certain trait of your part of the family . . you are meant to care. Shaxurohm chose his words carefully, not wanting to set her off at this moment. And you are still young, I doubt they are laughing at you for learning your path. We all did it once.
Warden: The Warden frowned up at him. Why are you helping? she said quizzically. Mother said your family hates us. We’re supposed to keep you locked in Hel, that you were the spawn of demons far worse than she…and here you are, being…helpful. I don’t understand.
Shax: Shaxurohm took a sudden interest in his hands, not looking up at the Warden. I suppose I’m helping because … well, Stonegit doesn’t deserve that. Becoming Hel’s plaything is not a fate I’d wish on my worst enemy. At the very least, I want to help him escape that end. He looked up at his cousin, frowning a little. Some parts of my family hate yours, certainly. I just find your family fascinating.
Warden: I agree.
The Warden glanced over at the king and the bodyguard. Haddock was sleeping peacefully in his seat, upper body sprawled over the end of the bed, head resting on his arms. Stonegit lay just as prone, still in whatever Hel-induced coma he had been placed in. Sighing, she entered Haddock’s mind and raised him up, blinking sleepily, to retrieve some thick blankets from the neighboring room and lay them out on the floor, as comfortable as she could make it. Then she let the king rest on them once more and let him go, watching his eyes close and his chest rising and falling regularly. 
This is all my fault, she muttered, getting to her feet and standing next to Shaxurohm.
Shax: No, not yours. That . . mage from High Central . . Darien, was it? He’s the one who started all of this. Shaxurohm watched the two mortals, tilting his head slightly. Although he still didn’t understand the purpose of caring for a mortal, he understood that his cousin did care. He would never admit that perhaps he was starting to care what would become of these mortals as well. If he had never built the dungeon, this would never have happened.
Warden: I suppose you’re correct. She gritted her teeth at the thought of that upstart magic-user who’d had to guts to summon her and imprison her in the dungeon. If he shows his face around here again, I’ll kill him.
Shax: Perhaps that wouldn’t be the best way to get the mortals to trust you . . Shaxurohm cautioned his cousin, although he wasn’t totally against the idea of ripping the mage’s spine out.
Warden: She twisted her nose. I don’t need them to trust me. Not all of them. Besides, they might think differently if I tell them that he was the one who locked them up in the first place. Her temper cooled off somewhat. It’ll be fine. He would not dare to show his face around here.
Shax: Shaxurohm considered telling his cousin that Darien had been making plans to come to the dungeon, before deciding against it. You’re probably right. Although I have known mortals to be rather . . stupid . . suicidal . . need I go on?
Warden: She looked sharply at him. What are you implying? That he would come HERE? She shook her head, mussing the ends of her hair into her eyes. Utterly ridiculous. He would never do such a thing. He’d be a brain-dead idiot if he did, and I know for a fact that he is not.
Shax: Don’t be so sure. I’ve found mortals to be rather idiotic. With very few exceptions. However, only time will tell. Shaxurohm smirked, his classic “I know something you don’t” smile. However, Warden knew him. He liked to taunt even if he didn’t actually hold any knowledge above the one he was taunting. From an outsider’s perspective, he would just be trying to make her uneasy, even though he had no knowledge either. Although, this time, it was quite far from the truth.
Warden: Rolling her eyes, the Warden sat on the ground next to the King again. Stop trying to confuse me. I know him. He is not coming. Her train of thought drifted again as she looked first at Haddock, then Stonegit.
Is there something else you wanted, Weaver?
Shax: Just . . be careful, cousin. Don’t do anything foolish. Shaxurohm got to his feet, tipping an imaginary hat to the Warden. I’ll be taking my leave now.
Warden: Me, do something foolish… She chuckled. All right, I will resist the urge. Safe travels. 
Shaxurohm disappeared from the room, and the Warden exhaled, gaze locked on dark-eyes’ face. 
What am I going to do with you…
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