Nerissa finds herself on the adventure of a lifetime when she accompanies her brother to Camelot, in hopes of a better future than as some simple farmer's wife. There she finds out that sometimes, dreams really do come true - even in the most unlike...
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Bad Enough
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In the corner of the room, Nerissa trembled, hugging herself tightly despite being covered in blood, which would likely never come out of the clothes she was wearing. With her eyes closed and salty tears staining her cheek, Nerissa tried to get a hold of emotion but she just kept replaying the horrifying scene in her head over and over again. The snake stiking Sir Ewan. Somehow managing to rid herself of the snake. Bood - so much blood. Sir Ewan asking her to sing with his final breaths. Those scenes kept flashing before her eyes and they wouldn't stop. Nerissa began to rock back and forth singing Scarborough Fair to an audience of none.
With a basketful of herbs, Gaius walked into the physician's quarters. The basket immediately fell to the floor and scattered the herbs when Gaius beheld the situation in his quarters. He first spotted his niece and ran, as quickly as he could, to where she sat curled in the corner. She didn't seem to take notice of him. Just kept singing to herself and rocking herself back and forth.
"Nerissa!"
Gaius reached out to take her hands when he noticed they were covered in blood. His eyes widened in horror.
"Are you alright, child?"
Nerissa timidly nodded her head before she raised a shaky finger and pointed toward Sir Ewan. Gaius's eyes widened in horror and rushed to the knight's aid, leaving a traumatized Nerissa in the corner. She once more began to sing to herself.
There was blood everywhere. Gaius quickly noted the wound on Sir Ewan's neck, where he had been bitten the first time. There were no longer just two small puncture wounds. No, it was far worse than that. Despite knowing he wasn't likely to find one, Gaius leaned close to listen for a breath, but none came. Gaius covered Sir Ewan's face with the blanket on top of him before he moved back to his niece.
"What happened?"
But Nerissa simply closed her eyes and shook her head. With the scene replaying over and over in her head, saying it aloud would make it seem even more real. Perhaps if she didn't say anything, then it wouldn't be true. Then maybe Sir Ewan would somehow still be alive.
