Falling From Grace
Chapter 13
Ice
"Ow...what a headache..." Pigsy moaned, removing the cloth from his forehead. He looked around the room feeling the cold coming through the cracks in the walls. He looked one way and then the other. MK was on one side and Tyla was on the futon on the other side. He could feel her hand holding his under the blanket. Sometimes she was probably used to being born into a twin set. Having an infant around. It was probably second nature to hold someone's hand in her sleep. He didn't mind, he closed his eyes only to feel someone pick up the cloth from his forehead and touch his brow.
"Your fever has lifted, Mr. Pigsy." The woman said to him. He felt the hand pull out of his as Tyla sat up. She leaned forward to look down at him. He had a black eye, and a fat lip that was noticeable. He could feel one of his arms was a bit sore. He slowly sat up and groaned, rubbing his back. He felt someone put their hands on his shoulders and pulled back a little causing his back to pop. Pigsy cringed and looked around at the old woman.
"Where are we?" He wiggled MKs foot. He sat up looking around really fast.
"I'm good, I'm awake. Whats up?" He cleared his throat and looked at Pigsy. Tyla slowly stood up and poured a cup of water for Pigsy. Handing it to him before walking toward the window looking out at the castle.
"She is a deep thinker. Hasn't said a word since the fight. Just as much as her father." The Queen said looking up at a man who walked in bowing before setting down food for them. "It's not much, but my people do what they can. Especially when most of the food is taken to the castle.
The soup was just egg, and chicken broth. Pigsy wished he had brought his bag at least they'd have some salt and pepper.
There were giggles outside the door. Pigsy looked up, sipping his from the spoon.
"Sorry they're curious. They've never seen a monkey, or pig person before." Tyla was used to the children and kneeled down.
"Are you really the daughter of the great sage?" One asked. Tyla giggled and nodded.
"Yes, but that guy over there, is his successor. Monkie kid."
"Whoa!" the kids said at one time.
"And that guy over there, is the great Bajie." The kids started talking at one time until someone cleared their throat and walked into the room. His staff clicked the floor as he went.
"Grandfather." The Queen bowed. Everyone within the room got on their knees except Tyla and MK. Pigsy was still eating.
Tyla looked at the man, she herself was a princess and wouldn't bow to him. Even if he were the old king.
"May we ask for your services as your father has helped us in the past?" The old man asked. Tyla wasn't too sure what he meant by helping them, her father went all over the place.
"I uh," She turned to MK. "Why do they ask me? You're the one with the staff..." The old grandfather looked at MK.
"Oh are you her husband?" Both Tyla and MK looked at one another and sputtered.
"He's my brother!" Tyla yelled. MK nodded.
"Yeah, her father adopted me! I wouldn't date her!"
"Why what's wrong with her?" Pigsy asked through a full mouth.
"Sis...ster..." MK gritted his teeth. Pigsy laughed holding his injured ribs.
"Yeah we'll help, they got my partner in there...I want him back." Pigsy gritted his teeth.
"Partner?" MK asked. Oh no...cat was out of the bag...
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Book 2: Falling from Grace
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