Roleplay with TheNovaSwag

Chapter 9: "Trouble Starts Chasing Me"

M:   Derogan woke up to the sound of tapping, he was confused at the odd noise and looked around for its source. His eyes landed on the curtains covering the window and he opened them, there he saw Silver Streak tapping on the glass, so he opened the window to let her in.

Silver immediately flew over to Mandara's bed and landed next to his face, which woke up the tired prince.  Mandara smiled weakly and softly scratched her chest, he didn't say anything though because his throat was sore, along with the rest of his body.

"How are you feeling little brother," Derogan asked, sitting next to Mandara, who just groaned as his response.

Derogan felt his forehead, it was hot to the touch, the fact that Mandara coughed right after didn't help his case.

"You just get some more sleep Mandara," he said as he pulled up his brother's blanket, "I'll go get a servant to help, ok."

Mandara slowly nodded and closed his eyes again, Silver Streak nestling up against him to keep him company while Derogan got dressed and left to get help.

N:   Saxon, although he wanted to stay outside, shivered from sitting in wet grass and his already cold condition, so he headed back indoors to go and eat some breakfast. While he was walking, he was focusing on the book the entire way so he was not aware of where he was going, and when he turned the corner he collided with Derogan.

He apologized and he saw that he was in a hurry so he asked, "are you alright? Is Mandara getting better?"

M:   "Oh, sorry for running into you Sir Saxon," Derogan apologized as he backed up from bumping into the entity, when the question was asked he responded, "no, not really, he has a fever and won't talk much, I'm helping take care of him for Father so I was going to find a servant to help too."

Not wanting to leave his brother for very long he scooted past Saxon as politely as possible while saying, "well, it was nice talking to you but I should get going, have a good day Sir Saxon," then ran off without waiting for a response.

N:   Saxon watched as Derogan hurried along, he then realized that he had the whole day to himself,  he went to the dining hall to eat breakfast, after that, he headed to the dungeons to see the french soldiers, maybe to even mock their predicament.

When he arrived at the dungeon, the guard at the entrance denied him entry, so Saxon sweet-talked his way in, using the guard's boredom from standing watch all morning to become friends with him, eventually allowing him to enter. With the book tucked under his arm, he strolled in to see the french soldiers behind bars.

One of them saw him enter so he scurried to the bars and spat in his direction, which Saxon promptly ignored and sat down on a small stool in front of the doors and resumed his reading.

"Have you come to jeer at us, monsieur Saxon," snarled the leader. Without looking up, Saxon replied, "and why would you think that?"

"Because you are the mad man you are."

"Me?" Saxon closed his book and pretended to be insulted, "a mad man?"

"You undermine the rule of the French, causing unrest within the peasant population."

"Well, it was about time, if you ask me."

"And," the leader smirked, "I have heard rumors that you were in your home, in Saxony, and that you-" He stopped when Saxon suddenly stood up and slammed the book on the stool, he walked up to the bars and grabbed his collar. He brought him up close so that he whispered in his ear, "If you say another word about Saxony, I swear that even the benevolent king would not stop me from killing you."