The Necromancer Queen

Thank you's and food

When I woke up, it was sunset. The dim light filtered through the window and cast a rosy glow to the room. Sitting up slightly, I looked around, forgetting where I was. The I remembered.

Necromancer's castle.

Silver blood.

Green glop.

Ea.

Healing.

Faintinng.

Right. More awake than I was a second ago, I looked around the room again, foolishly thinking I missed seeing Ea sitting there. I had not, much to my realief. And then I looked down at myself, just making sure I was okay.

I still had all my cloths on (thank goodness, but I don't think Ea would have taken them off anyways), and my wouund where fully healed I noticed. My magic was sort of low, but barely anything from what it usually is. And I was lying on the bed in Ea's room. The sheetes still had a bit of silver blood and green glop, but it was dry now, and further inspecting myself, I realized that none of it was on me exept a tiny bit from when I was healing Ea.

Ea. Who was he? I knew he is a merboy, and I also know he is probably around my age. He also probably has run away from home or something, because he is quuite cautious. he does not look like a trader or anything like that. His hands, from what I saw, are coulossed, but not like a farmers. I have seen farmers hands, and they have a different type of callouse. Besides that though, he is a complete mystery.

"That was really not smart of you," a deep voice I reconized coming from the doorway said. "Healing a complete stranger and using up the limit to your power and then blacking out. That could get you seriously injured."

And there he was, leaning on the doorway with his arms crossed, a scowl on his face. He also had food. Food. Oh my gosh, how long had it been since I last ate food? Echoing my thoughts, my stomach growled, and I blushed in embaressment.

Looking back up at Ea, I could see and tired look on his face. Rolling his eyes, he uncrossed his arms and started towards me, with the food. "Here, I thought you could use some when you woke up. You are way lighter than you should be." blushing once again at his weight comment, I dug in the food when he placed it in front of me.

"Thank you," I said, after a while, having fininshed most of my food. "How is your stomach?" I asked.

"It's good. Thank you for that, as foolish as that was." He replied, Red eyes staring up at the ceiling, leaning back slightly on the wal from where he had sat down.

"Thank you."