Kin Twisted Fate

Leaks

Her head hurt. The was the only thing she was aware of. That and the fact that if she opened her eyes another horrible day with her "Master" would need to be endured. Slowly she opened her eyes to a room very different than the little carriage she was used to. The walls were chaotically organized with vials of various shapes and colors layers upon layers of tattered books; enough to consume every second of her life. The room was filled with a blissful warmth and the smell of fresh jasmine. This had to be heaven.She sighed and closed her eyes contently hoping to enjoy the most of her dream of happy cottages and knights in shining armor taking her away from her personal hell.

She must have drifted off again because the sound of a very loud and very long string of profanities jolted her from her painless bliss. With a hesitant sigh she opened her eyes; instinctively flinching. However to her surprise she was treated with the same cozy cottage and warm blankets. The door on the wall behind her banged open and a disheveled, half-asleep looking young man barged out racing to the other door, adjusting his red neck kerchief and muttering to himself about sleeping in and royal prats. He was out the door before she could even comprehend what was happening.

Through her confusion she propped herself up on her aching arms. Hot pain shot through her body. Her arms felt like they were being bombarded with glowing ashes and her torso felt like it was being twisted in ways that weren't supposed to happen. A searing pain shot up her legs as if every tendon and muscle in her leg was being stretched and twisted like her own realty. Before she could stop it a soft, painful whimper escaped her lips.

"You're awake." A gentle, soothing voice observed from the small, wooden table near the window. An old man who she hasn't noticed before rose from his rickety wooden chair and with a lopsided gait made his way over to her.

"Hello dear, I'm Gaius." He said with a small smile. He sat down on the edge if her bed. Instinctively her heart began to constrict and she curled up tighter against the head of the bed. Gaius smiled sadly. The pain and trauma in the young girl's eyes was one that shouldn't have needed to be burdened by anyone let alone a sweet innocence such as the fragile girl such as the one who currently sat in front of him.

"I promise I'm not going to hurt you." Gaius tried again. The girl still clearly looked skeptical. "I'm the court physician here in Camelot." At this the girl relaxed slightly her eyes lighting up with exuberant amounts of hope.

"I-It wasn't a dream?" She asked softly. Her voice was heavy with a history of pain but it still was a soft melody of a young girl. Her raw hope drifted with her question.

"No dear." He soothed. Her face split into a huge smile. Even though her face was temporarily marred with bruises and such she was quite gorgeous. Her smile tugged on her tight and painful cheeks causing her to drop her smile and grimace.

"Where does it hurt? Merlin told me you were a bit bashed up."

"I'm a-alright." She wanted no one to know what she was. What horrible things she'd done. Yes she hadn't wanted any of it in the least. Yes she fought with all her might, but it all just reminded her that she hadn't fought hard enough.

Her eyes began to grow strained and slowly warm, fat tears made their way down her face. More and more followed it's paths and soon her legs were drawn up to her chin, her chest was heaving and she was sobbing out her months and years of pain. The old man's hand rubbed soothing circles on her back as her heart clenched painfully in her chest. After what seemed like hours but was only just minutes her sobs ceased. Her eyes had run out of tears and her throat was sore. She hiccupped as Gaius handed her a cup of water.

"There you go dear." He said with a soft smile.

"I'm sorry." She mumbled hiding her blush of embarrassment behind her mug.