You want me?

I Can Stay?

Ah, my body was so heavy. Why was that? Oh right, I was fighting Obi. Wait what happened? I shot up opening my eyes quickly assessing my situation. I was back at the infirmary in the castle, did Obi bring me here. Wait of course he did, it was his job to catch me. Traitors, calling themselves my friends but only to get close enough to trick me.

"That trick won't work this time. Where are my bag and weapons?" I muttered under my breath climbing off the bed to see if I could find my stuff.

"You aren't going to find your things miss, and the master is waiting for you." I mentally growled for letting my guard down turning to the window with Obi sitting there. "Please don't fight me, I just came to collect you once you woke up. The misses said you would wake in a few hours."

"Shut up traitor. I don't need my weapons to fight you, and as soon as I kick your ass I can just take yours." I growled getting ready to charge but fell to my knees gritting my teeth as pain shot up my side. "What.. did you do to me?"

"I haven't done anything, what's wrong?" He jumped down walking over carefully like I was trying to trick him into thinking I was hurt.

"How should I know, I've been in this traitors layer. Maybe you did something to me to make sure I couldn't leave." I bit out moving my arm away from my side to lift my shirt. It was black and blue covered in scratches but what caught my attention was the crest carved into my skin. "That lord was in here while I was sleeping. Must have poisoned me, I'm going to take his head."

"Poisoned, and what is with the crest it wasn't there when I brought you in." He asked placing his hand on my side but I swatted it away falling back.

"Do not touch me, you work for them. How do I know you weren't the one to poison me." I gridded my teeth really wanting my bag with the antidotes I carried for this occasion. "Tell you what, if you can get me my bag with the herbs I carry I might be inclined to believe you." I said eyeing him carefully. He gave a small nod then proceeded to jump out the window, I gave a sigh of relief. Sure they poisoned me but that was to be expected, first that trick when he fought me with paralysis poisoned knives and now this.

"Tch, must have been one that I haven't been poisoned with yet." I could feel my chest heating up and my breaths crack as I took each one. "If you are bringing my antidotes then it won't work. I don't.. have one.. for this." My eyes felt heavy and I collapsed onto the floor, I could feel the sweat run down my face and back.

"(Y/n) I'm ba- Oh boy. Shirayuki! I need some help in here!" I could hear the bottles drop and break as someone came to hold up my head, and then the footfalls of someone in the hallway. The door flinging open and knees hitting the wood moments later.

"What happened?" I could make out Red's voice even though it seemed so distant. My chest tightening making it harder to breathe.

"I think that Lord poisoned her. Did he come by here while she was sleeping off the paralysis poison?" I felt myself being lifted and carried into a different area, being completely unable to fight back was starting to make me angry.

"Yeah, once. He said that he just needed to check on something in her room and Zen gave him the all clear. When he came out he had a small cut on his hands and there was blood but we didn't think anything of it. How did this happen?" She questioned as I tried to move something to get out of his grasp.

"He cut an emblem into her side, must have poisoned the blade in the process. This is all my fault, I should have been watching her while she slept this off." I felt his grip tighten slightly, was he actually worried or was this whole thing a ploy to gain my trust again before he threw me into the arms of that lord?

"Set her down on the bed then go tell Zen what happened, he is going to have no choice but to do something about this now. She is our friend after all and she was just basically attacked in castle walls. We have to help her." I felt sheets below me then a hand run over my face moving the hair that was stuck to the skin.