Hullo all
Foley and I have been exchanging PM's planning out Lys' full recovery. We have a joint post for his first 'day out', but it seems he needs a bit more work pre time jump for it to be a smooth transition.
LMP & Pio: Would it be possible to have a small post slotted in earlier, in order to have that consistency? Foley and I have looked through and picked a spot that would be best. The post is below.
We were thinking between post numbers 408 and 409. Or rather, at the end of 408? It's early enough, and it doesn't break conversation between any two characters. Does this work?
If anyone at all has a problem with this, please give suggestions for where it could be better placed. I don't want to cause problems for anyone's stories.
Thanks for your help.
- Tara
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POST PLACED (#408) --PIO
Lys looked up worriedly. The morning had wrung out sunshine through the cold for some hours, and Lys had woken startled. He had expected to be woken the night before! Had Thornden forgotten to collect him?
Lys tried to sit up, holding at his waist gingerly. He looked to the corner of the room, and saw Thornden slumped in the chair by the door. He had likely snuck in later that night, and Lys did not wish to wake him. He sat and watched him carefully, smiling at his steady breathing and calm expression. Lys saw him most often with creases of worry lining his brow, and Lys felt guilt for being the cause of those lines.
Thornden stirred and lifted his head. His eyes opened and his chest expanded as he drew a deep breath of air.
“Oh, Lys! You are awake,” he said, noticing the boy at once.
“Yes,” Lys said softly. “Thornden, why didn’t you wake me? We did not go to eat dinner in the Hall, like you promised.”
Thornden had forgotten, until that morning when he woke up, and he felt sorry for it. Lys saw it immediately as the familiar wrinkles of worry returned. Lys quickly muttered a few apologies, until Thornden got up and walked to his bedside. He gently laid his hand on the boy’s shoulder.
“Now, now, Lys! Do not be sorry. I’m the one who should ask pardon. The court of yesterday turned bitter-sweet. Our Lady Linduial is leaving this morning for home, and there were some changes,” he paused slightly. “I am not to be appointed to Lord Eodwine’s side in the rank you supposed. I did not wish to disappoint you...”
Lys shook his head thoroughly at Thornden’s words. “I could not be! You have taken care of me all this time. I am no blood to you, nor have I any thing or promise to serve you benefit for being so kind. You have given freely, and nothing you could do would make me feel disappointment. You are all at the once my family, and, mayhap, my Father…”
Lys stopped after this, and lowered his head. In all of the healing his body was yet to endure, Lys knew he could feel safe in the care of Thornden. And with no family in his free memory, Thornden was all he had.