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On one fatefull, stormy night during the cold months of autumn, a peasant girl by the name of Y/N is lost and alone on the dusky streets of Adlersbrunn. Desperately searching for a shelter, a place to rest her exhausted legs, she stumbles acros...
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The only reason you regain consciousness again was because of a bloodcurdling nightmare, one apparently intense enough to tear you out of you passed out state with a panicked scream, a cold sweat on your back and tears in your eyes.
Your entire body was shaking violently, every inch of your physik still in state of dazed pain. But you find yourself in a soothingly familiar environment, Jamie's bed, however a heavy, iron collar latched around your neck loosely, keeping you quite literally chained to the bed.
You let out a exhausted sigh, pulling your feeble legs to your torso defensively, bitterly recalling what had happened to bring you to this time and place; this living nightmare of a tortured existence. Betrayed, abused and battered, the only spark of hope you really had was the doctor coming back to his senses, other than that; you were utterly alone in this world. At least most of your physical pain has diminished quite a bit.
Before you get to sink into your self pity any further though, the door opens with a energetic swing "Oh, you're awake again, welcome back to the world of the living Y/N." Jamison greets you with a overly cheery tune, taking a seat on the edge of the bed.
Instinctively flinching away from him you hide your face behind your legs, glancing at his golden eyes over the edge of your trembling knees "How long was I out for?" You inquire with a acrid hiss, sending a gratified smirk over his pale face. "Thank goodness ya have that edge a'your back hun, I was already worried all that pain had made ya too numb to have any sorta fight left in ya. Good to have ya back, it's been three days by the way, ya have a tight sleep. It's been lonely here without ya..." He coos surprisingly mellowly, shifting a little closer to you probingly, making you hide your face completely out of shere fear of his touch.
As soon as you sense his good hand warily stroking over your unkempt hair, you winced down a bit more, still not too sure if you could still trust him in any shape or form after all that abusive exploitation. Of course it was particularly the witches doing, but it was still hard to see him the same, to feel that once so prominent adoring admiration for your friend.
But the warm inclination of his touch was quickly enough to make you melt into the touch with a pleased mutter, you couldn't resist the meek endearment after being so alone. And he didn't seem to have any ill intentions, and there wasn't the witches emerald shimmer in his pupils this time corrupting his mind, so you presumed it to be safe to get some closure.
"Sorry for still keeping ya locked up here doll, but if I let ya go, the witch would be outside waiting to do worse with ya. It's better this way, trust me, ya are safer here." the doctor explains with a low voice, a odd facet of guiltiness in his words. You gingerly glance up at him with wide eyes, losing your rigid composure in order to let your arms lock around him snugly, nesteling yourself against your friend as tightly as your weak state allowed, you just needed every slither of sweet nothings you could get right now.
Jamie almost seems a tad bit overwhelmed with your sudden tenderness, however gradually replying the embrace with equal vigor, mildly kissing your bitten and bloodshot shoulder apologetically. "Im sorry Y/N, so, so, ceaselessly sorry I had to hurt ya." He whispers against your skin with hot breaths, tightening his embrace around your waist. "Please don't leave me alone again, you know how much I need you. Your so warm..." You murmur with raspy timbre, face nuzzled against his meak neck devotedly.
