Something Positive ... er!

[Arette]

Rory left to bring the things Arette had asked for and she wished that the kitchen would have something particularly delicious today. Although any food would be good as her body craved for nourishment: cookies had been just first aid. She made her way slowly and feebly to her bed and almost collapsed on the soft mattress. It embraced her warmly and she felt like she sunk into it. The headache was subsiding agonizingly slowly but she still managed to doze off enough that Rory's return startled her. The sudden movement almost made her whimper as she felt like a knife had been struck to the back of her head.

 

With Rory's help she sat up and crumbled bread into the fairly liquid soup. It was good for drinking and just the right temperature as it had cooled on the way. Arette ate with good appetite the wet mash the bread had made into the bottom of the bowl and drank the berry soup in a glass that was good for patients too. It was unlikely that Laras had had such food prepared just in case so maybe Rory had been wise enough to choose the right kind of dishes. Or told enough to the kitchen people.

 

Too much thinking. She decided to forego the medicine as she suspected that she would get sleep even without it. "Rory, could you please read to me. Choose the most boring looking book you can find and try to drone. I should fall asleep soon and you can leave then. You have been good assistance today." And no, she wasn't trying to be ironic. Rory had been helpful even though it was the least she could do after putting her into such state. But still it was polite to thank. "And don't worry, things will work out for you. You just need to try." Not much of an encouraging talk but something good would have to come from this stupid thing too instead of Tower loosing a potential Sister. It might be alot of work and take some years but the Tower had patience and time and so did Darienna.

 

Like an obedient Accepted, Rory did what she was asked to and Arette let the crooning voice and dull text to carry her to the dream world where there was pain no longer.

 

Arette

Brown sister