A buddy to trust!

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Fenrir's POV:

I was there with Master Philomel for the whole night and the morning but when noon came, I started to get worried. She seemed quite hot and I thought I was actually helping her enough to cool her body temperature down but it seemed as if this was not enough. Now I was left with the question of what to do. I could take her to the mages but ..... I had a feeling she didn't wanted that. The next person was that king. He seemed to have some holy magic which could help with healing her. I just didn't really know how the whole relationship was with her.... 

Did I had a choice though?

Me: Master?

Slowly, I got up and away from her to nudge her slightly but she didn't move at all and was just laying there. As I saw her, I started to make some whimpering sounds. I was a bit scared since she was our only master and back in our other lives, it was her who had saved my life. She was also the one who saved and raised Sivax since he was young which is why we both decided to enter a contract with her and just be bound by our souls together.

Me: I'll come back!

Once I actually got out of bed, I went to the door and opened it. There were some people standing there watching and waiting. I didn't want anyone in there with my master right now at all so I started growling at them.

Me: Touch her and you all are dead!

Of course I knew that they couldn't understand me and that all they were hearing was some barking. Still it was enough to actually make them back away and let me get out of the room. I even managed to make them all run away but one woman. She had the smell of our master on and so I left her alone. For me, it seemed as if Master Philomel was trusting her enough to have something with her smell on her. 

Me: Please watch over her till I get help....

Sometimes I wished that others could understand me. It would make everything soo much easier. Though today was not the day to actually start pondering over this once again. I had to get to that person as fast as possible. My master was not well and I was certainly not gonna let her down at all. So the best thing I could do was find that person.

With that one thought in mind, I started to hurry and run down the hallway changing my size to be faster. It didn't take me long to find that person by the smell but all the guards were making it hard to get to the room.

Me: LET ME THROUGH!

Nothing, they had their weapons on me and didn't let go at all.

Me: ARRRROOOOOOO!!!!!

My growl was not enough.

My warning was not enouh.

AND

My fletched teeths were not enough to make them call the owner of this place at all. Sometimes I really felt like the people around me were just plain stupid. This was one of these moments. They were certianly not sane because there was no way they could stop me with ordinary swords.

Me: LET ME THROUGH OR I WILL-

As I was about to attack a guard, the door finally opened and the king came out. He seemed displeased but I knew better. I could smell the fear and not only that but worry. 

King: Fenrir if I am corr-

I didn't wanted to wait anymore and leaped forward biting the clothes around his arm and pulling him a bit. After all, I couldn't talk, I couldn't warn anyone and I couldn't make anyone help me at all.

King:....

Guards: Your majest!

King: Stand down.

I was not letting go and pulling the man bit by bit to come with me.

King: You can let go, I will follow you.

Me: That is too slow!

With that mindest, I came down before him and just for this one, I was willing to let another person besides my dear master be on my back. The man did understand me and thankfully didn't question it but just did it which made me happy and rather than that, I was able to run full speed back to my Masters room.

She would certainly get the help she needed.... and I was certainly gonna take the blame for this later.

Something told me my paster didn't like this place, the king, the princess or the mages at all.... but right now, she needed help.

Everything else was not important at all.

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