Monday, December 16, 2013

Hate Is Like a Fine Wine, Of Hate

"I hate you so much right now Lorentino, so much." I was sick, I had been vomiting and unable to stay standing for longer than a few minutes. Others seemed to have moved past the cold illness, I was knee deep in it. Thankfully Valrym had offered to take care of me, and by offered I mean I collapsed outside of his tavern and he was too nice to just leave me to freeze to death in the cold (though I'm sure the thought and several like it crossed his mind).

"Valrym these pillows are too hard I can't sleep and get better if they are so hard." I'll also admit I was being more of a dick once I knew he was not going to throw me outside, because well I'm a dick.

"Lorentino if you think the pillows are too hard you could always go home and never come back." I was sleeping in his bed, he'd taken to the floor like a good little servant. Still the pillows were damn hard, I mean he was some kind of earthen godling or whatever, but they still offered zero support!

"I'm getting the feeling you don't want me here Val."

"I don't want you here Trezlan, I want you anywhere else bothering entirely new people."

"That's so rude to say to your one true friend Val, I saved your life!"

"And for that I'm forever damned with you Lorentino." I tell you people are never thankful you saved their life, ungrateful little urchins! They should be happy that I saved them even if I had to use dark blood magic to do it! I will admit I was feeling a bit better, but I didn't want Valrym to know that. It was intriguing to see behind the scenes as it were to what he did all day (cook, clean, bitch) it was like my own little show. I mean sure it was boring, but at the very least I didn't have to do anything so I totally milked that for all it was worth. Alas my time as an invalid was drawing to a close even though it did not appear so at the time. Fate has a way of taking away anything I am enjoying just as I was really starting to like it!

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