Life (Lapidot Medieval AU) unedited version. Canceled due to rewrite.

Surprise

"Apologies for my... insubordinate," Prudens said, wiping his hand on his robe. Peridot, in a near catatonic state, stared at him, shaking. He wore a wrinkled, black cloak, that almost concealed his body, excluding half of his shin and and knee high boots. His wrinkled shirt, which was extremely baggy and thick, were tucked into his equally wrinkled pants. Black was the only color of his attire. His face was a tan bronze and looked worn. The bags under his gray eyes accented his worn face. His graying black hair was long enough to touch his shoulders and was extremely wild, going in every which direction. Finally, his beard, also a graying black, looked to be the only thing on him that looked nice and neat.
Although short, the beard was long enough for Peridot to have trouble finding his skin.

"Delaeh era detcilfni seirujni lla," he then said, his palm aimed towards Peridot. Almost immediately, Peridot began to feel warm as the pain disappeared from her body. When her body was done healing, Peridot looked to Prudens to thank him, but he only nodded at her. A hand was extended towards her and Peridot watched as a small, blackish purple flame erupt from his hand. Instinctively, Peridot rose her hands in defense as the small flame erupted into a large explosion.

...

Lapis was tired of being captured. It terrified her to hell, but it annoyed her as well. Captured once again under the moonlight as the fire beside her crackled and danced. She flinched when her leg was prodded by Amethyst. Lapis shuffled as far away as she could from the warrior, but it didn't do much because she kept coming closer.

"Listen, we're not going to do anything to you," Amethyst said, her face slightly edged with concern. Her sentence was punctuated by a scream that came from one of the riders. Amethyst smiled, her lips pressed tightly together. "Li- like I said, nothing to you," she repeated, slightly embarrassed. Lapis saw something move behind Amethyst and saw Pearl staring at her, face devoid of emotion.

"I doubt that," Lapis quietly said before she turned away from Amethyst, who frowned before leaving the princess. Lapis took a deep breath before lying on the cold ground and tried to fall asleep.

...

A large fist could easily be mistaken for a club. A fist, however, meant that there was another waiting nearby. Regulus seemed to keep forgetting about it and threw up once again when said second fist hit his stomach. He coughed when he was done emptying whatever remained in his stomach, his shackles shaking as he did so.

A large hand grabbed the top of his head and forced him to look up at Jasper. "Where did the other go?!" she shouted, tightening her grip on Regulus's head.

"I. Don't. Know!" he growled, the pain spreading like a wildfire throughout his head.

The pressure on his head was lifted and he relaxed for a second before a punch at his arm broke it. He screamed in pain, writhing on the ground after Jasper had shoved him into the ground.

"Ok, let's try this," Jasper said, placing a foot on his leg. "Who sent you?" Regulus only shook his head, causing Jasper to push her weight onto his leg. He gasped in more pain as he wiggled about, trying to get Jasper off of him. "Who sent you," Jasper growled out, putting more of her weight onto him. Regulus shook his head again. A bout of rage filled Jasper before she just stomped on the leg, breaking it and making Regulus scream in pain.

...

Peridot expected to feel the pain. She expected to be dead. But all she felt was warmth before it disappeared and how her wrists felt lighter. Peridot slowly opened her eyes and saw that the shackles were at her feet, a fading light blue hue surrounding it.