Crimson Sunrise - Chapter 5
"...I don't know. I really don't." Soft whispers, fluttering voices in a spinning world of darkness.
"Perhaps she will wake up? Surely she cannot sleep forever." A sigh.
"Her injuries were numerous, and deadly. I'm surprised she's lived this long."
What is all this?
There was more murmuring, a fluid, soothing language she didn't recognize. Listening to it helped her to make the spinning feeling stop. She attempted to open her eyes, though when she finally did get them open a crack the light in the room made her shut them and utter a small noise of protest. At once the murmurs stopped. She once again opened her eyes, this time completely, and took in her surroundings. The room seemed fuzzy, but she could make out two figures near the bed she was laid upon. The room itself was stone of a pale bluish-gray, and light curtains billowed on a cool breeze. She could smell the sea. Slowly, she pulled herself into a half-sitting position, making another noise as her entire body began to ache.
"Milady?" a woman's soft voice interrupted her confused thoughts. She turned her head slowly, as any faster movement would have hurt- or at least, hurt more than it did now. She winced. "Are you alright? How do you feel?"
"...Thirsty," she whispered, her voice hoarse, her throat parched and dry. The woman immediately poured water into a small silver cup out of a matching silver pitcher. Testing her arms, she reached for it, drank it all down in a gulp, and then asked for more- and more, and more. After her fourth glass she leaned her head back and sighed. The woman smiled happily and turned to the man beside her.
"I knew she would awaken." Jessina lifted her head- despite the water, her voice was still harsh, and she cleared her throat painfully.
"Awaken? How long have I been sleeping?" The woman paused for a moment to think before answering.
"Four days, I think. You were nearly dead when we found you."
"Found me? What was I doing?" At this the man and the woman looked to each other with similar expressions of shock and worry.
"We were hoping you could tell us that."
"Oh." She sighed again and frowned. "I don't, though... know what I was doing. Or where I was- or am now, as a matter of fact."
"Do you remember your own name?" the man spoke, for the first time. She nodded slowly.
"My name is... is... Jessina." His brow furrowed as if he was in thought.
"Well, Jessina, my name is Voronde,"said the woman. Her vision had finally cleared, and she could now see that the woman was exceptionally beautiful. The man looked old, with long, tattered gray robes and a beard to match. "And as for now, you have no need to worry about where you are. Just know that you are safe, and we're going to nurse you back to health in no time." She smiled cheerily before leaving.
The man stood for a moment, studying her, and making her feel a bit uneasy. But after a moment he smiled kindly as well.
"My name is Gandalf. Voronde was right- you have no need to worry. Rest now," he said, taking a crooked staff from the corner and leaving. Satisfied with what she had learned for the moment- and tired- she settled back and fell into a deep sleep.
((I'm going to try and put up chapters as often as I can, but finals and projects are going to be keeping me busy for a while- so please bear with me! ))