Someone's in a lot of trouble
Mar. 4th, 2012 02:01 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
Awareness came first, but he held himself in check. Nuada did not so much as flinch. His head throbbed but it wasn't the sensation of outward blows. It was almost like how he vaguely recalled a hangover to have felt. Not that he'd allowed himself to become so vulnerable as to be drunk in centuries. There was a burn in the back of his neck. He also felt the ache of a bruise over his heart.
With that his amber eyes snapped open and he drew in a sharp breath. Nuala. His beloved twin had stabbed herself... thus stabbing him. His hand went to his heart. There was no blood, but the cloth under his hand felt wrong.
He jerked into a sitting position and felt the room sway. Dizziness. It must go with the headache. Drugged perhaps. It was probable.
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With that his amber eyes snapped open and he drew in a sharp breath. Nuala. His beloved twin had stabbed herself... thus stabbing him. His hand went to his heart. There was no blood, but the cloth under his hand felt wrong.
He jerked into a sitting position and felt the room sway. Dizziness. It must go with the headache. Drugged perhaps. It was probable.
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