Misha walks into the room, and looks about
Misha looks to teh lady "What happened here?"
Hesakaya looks up from his chair at the end of the bed. In a fluent motion he moves a finger to his lips.
Misha nods and takes his own seat
Hesakaya carefully checks on lady Justine, making a few notes on a small recorder, whilde doing so.
Ornia walks into the room quietly enough that only the shoes she wears make any sound even her dress rustles not apeep as she moves. Once in the room Ornia looks over at Justien and anyoen else rpesent
Misha look sover to Ornia, speaking softly "My Lady"
Ornia approaches the bed, still not saying a word and looks at justine as if looking to see if she is gettign better.
Hesakaya looks up as he sees lady Ornia approach. Knowing of the friendship between her and lady Justine he makes no move to prevent it. He merely states. "She lost some blood, milady. It might take a while before milady Justine regains consciousness."
Ornia glances strait at the Man who adresses her and she frowns "She was consious just the other eve. What has happened?" Ornia looks to Misha, her eyes quiet threationing to him as she awaits an answer from Hesakaya.
Misha doesn't flinch at the look, and really seems to not care as he sits down and takes his book back up
Hesakaya shrugs. "A mystery. If I were Bene Gesserit i would've sworn she had a waking dream. I do not know for sure. All I know are the effects and what she spoke when it happened."
Ornia nods slowly and just frowns then moves near Misha "Swordmaster tell me what happened when she did this to herself please."
Misha looks up from his book "She was angry at your brother, and didn't want to be followed, she threatened to kill herself, she put the blade in her, and I walked away, and the guards grabbed ahold of her and I was able to pull it out before it went in deeper"
Ornia shudders and frowns a good bit, but nods "thank you." Ornia then looks back at Justine as she is unsure as to what she can do but look at a tradgey before her and be powerless to it.
Misha shakes his head "No need for it, she is my responsibility, and I did give my word bond that I would keep her safe, and I will"
Hesakaya considers the option for a second and weighs the implications before turning to Ornia. "Milady Ornia...?"
Ornia nods to Misha with a smile "Thank you again, Justine is dear to me." she then blinks a bit as she looks at Hesakaya "Yes?"
Hesakaya says, "Have you spoken to your brother recently? Specifically after the Emperor's wishes he should wed the lady Justine?""
Ornia looks at the Mentat "The Emperor did marry them." she frowns a bit "But I understand the Justien is not happy and because of this I am not sure what to do."
Hesakaya nods softly. "We have felt her anger at the current situation...most who were told to keep a close eye on her that is....but your brother...did he seem happy with the arrangement? sad? angry? So far he remains the missing element in the equasion..."
Ornia loosk pointedly at Hesakaya and frowns "Yes he seemed happya nd I know at one tiem they both would have been happy." she steps up close to the mentat "Look They both love each other, but they also both are unwillign to accpet the other as they each are."
Misha picks up his book and begins to read again
Hesakaya nods softly. "So..we have a situation where two mules are not willing to budge an inch to let the other one pass, correct?"
Ornia giggles slightly and nods "Well so it seems to me, but ask either of my brothers and they will just say I am young and Ignorant."
Hesakaya smiles. "sometimes the young know more than the old give them credit for. Question now is how to make both of them compromise without them realizing it...or do we really want to live and serve in a house where the head and his consort require you to have your personal shields up every waking hour..."
Misha chuckles at that statement
Ornia shrugs and then eyes Hesakaya "As to liveing here, It will not be long before I am nto here uch at all, but I only wish to see them both happy." she then eyes Misha "What is so funny?"
Misha looks up "Our Master of Assasins is correct, already I have had my life threatened by the Lady Garamond 4 or 5 times"
Ornia now eyes Misha "What did she say or do?" Ornia seems to just not believe it at all.
Misha looks to her "My Lady, she said I surely was after a death wish by being her guard, and several variations of that...."
Ornia nods and just seems to grow tired of all this and then just eyes you both "when she is healed I say just let Justine go where she wants." Ornia then tosses her ahnds in the air and starts for the exit
Misha shakes his head at taht statement and returns to his book
Hesakaya shrugs. "Time will tell if that will provide the solution."
Ornia rolsl her eyes and nods "well I must speak with steffan." she then moves on out of the room.
Misha looks up "She is too wild for her own good"
Hesakaya says, "familiytrait so it seems..."
Misha nods "Perhaps, but I see more restraint in My Lord Lear"
Hesakaya says, "only the restrictions of age..."
Misha looks to Justine "A wakening dream?"
Hesakaya says, "Might've been...But far as I can discern she never had any bene Gesserit training..."
Misha nods "What happened?"
Hesakaya says, "she had a conversation with the royal consort lady Ceile. As if she were in the room. She was talking about the wedding..about how her friend was dying...how she wanted her to take her with her."
Misha nods "Indeed, the Lady Ceile? She is in a coma?"
Hesakaya nods slowly.
Misha nods "Does the Lady Ceile have bene gesserit training?"
Hesakaya says, "Not to my knowledge. But then, the emperor shields his own closely from scrutiny, so she might have..."
Misha nods "Indeed, well tell me what you would think if our Lady Ceile was a BG?"
Hesakaya says, "they might've tried to seal the breach, yes. It is possible."
Misha nods "Indeed, so my question to you is she the Lady of the House, the Emperor did marry them?"
Hesakaya says, "The emperor wishes them to be married, so they are married, but it seems the lady Justine is not happy with the arrangement."
Misha nods "I know, believe me Master of Assasins, I know, and my one job is to ensure her protection, when the first thing she wants to do is go sailing with Count Cesare"
Hesakaya says, "I am afraid we're just puppets in a play of kings. We obey orders or die trying. We get to decide little..."
Misha nods "Indeed, but my life is to be given for this woman, I hope she doens't do anything foolish"
Hesakaya doesn't comment on the situation, only makes the sign for "don't count on it"
Misha nods "Indeed, my thinking exactly"
Hesakaya says, "the only thing we can hope and pray for really is that the marquis and the lady Justine will reach a compromise they can both live with...if only that they live their own lives and only meet to discuss and work on progeny."
Misha frowns "That doesn't sound to appealing"
Hesakaya shrugs softly. "Msny of the great lords didn't marry out of love, so these arrangements are pretty common.
Misha nods "I know....."
Misha says, "I know all to well Master of Assasins"
Hesakaya sits back in his chair and observes Justine quietly. "what to do....what to do...."
Misha says, "My job is clear, my life is hers, the Marquis made it abundantly clear, my duty to the house is to her"
Steffan enters, several guards behind him. He walks up closer to the bed, his hands behind his back, a concerned look on his face.
Misha stand at attention "My Lord Marquis"
Justine lies in the bed, on her back with both arms beside her and her hands resting on her stomach. She's pale and drained as she sleeps, the bandage over her left breast is stained with fresh blood.
Hesakaya looks up a tad tired from his chair, but as form requires he stands and greets Steffan. "Milord."
Steffan peers at Misha momentarily, a faint smile breifly appearing in his face, "At ease, Misha, I have only come to check on the Marquise.."
Misha relaxs his posture "Thank you my Lord"
Steffan hrms, "ah Mentat, we should talk later...privately regarding other matters. They are not pressing though.."
Hesakaya nods "As you wish milord."
Steffan bites a lower lip as he glances at Justine, "I was hoping to run into the Suk...,has he been around lately?" He asks to no one in particular.
Misha shakes his head "I have not seen him my Lord since he has seen to My Lady here...."
Hesakaya says, "He saw to her after the incident a while ago."
Steffan hrms disappointingly and motions for the guard. They whisper back and forth for a moment, and then as the guard starts to leave, "Tell him to come here as soon as he is able, but don't give him the impression of any medical emergency...anything like that.." The Guard then nods and then bows before making a hasty exit.
Hesakaya nods and makes a few hasty steps towards Steffan, "Milord...?"
Steffan looks at Misha and says with a stern tone, "How did this happen?"
Misha looks to Steffan "She tried to take her life, I was able to stop her before the knife went in farther then it had"
Steffan raises a brow as the Mentatkanzler approaches, "I see....make sure the knife is sent to my quarters. Until further notice, she is to be unarmed. Is there something else? " His gaze falls on Hesakaya.
Misha nods "I am sorry My Lord Marquis"
Hesakaya says, "There are...matters regarding this situation that need to be resolved milord. The situation has a danger..."
Steffan nods, his glance now back on Justine, "A danger...a danger? What kind of danger?"
Hesakaya nods softly. "Remote dangers, but dangers all the same.
Justine's face contorts and her head jerks slightly as she groans softly in pain. She seems to settle back down and resume her slumber.
Misha looks to Justine for a moment, then returns his attention to the two men
Steffan brings his hands in front of him, crossing them before sitting on the bed next to Justine. He looks down at her concerned but doesn't say anything at first.
There is a quiet rap at the door before it opens and one of the Suks enters. He moves towards Steffan, bows at the waist and asks, "You summoned for me, my Marquis?"
Ornia steps to the entrance and pauses there just looking in.
Steffan turns as the Suk enters, his face distressed, "Indeed, I would like to know how she's doing ..."
Ornia watches steffan and just shakes her head from where she is.
The Suk's eyes quickly dart to Hesakaya, remembering their conversation earlier and not knowing exactly what to say. He swallows heavily as he looks to Justine and says, "Well, my Marquis, she....she's stable right now."
Ornia steps up just very slowly to steffan and just waits there near him quietly.
Steffan looks at the Suk, his eyes narrowing. "Stable! What does that mean!" he barks. He turns around to look at Justine and then takes a deep breath as if to calm himself. "Is she going to live?"
Ornia speaks quietly "Steffan..." she seems really timid infront of him.
The Suk winces at the bark and swallows heavily before saying, "Well, medically, yes. Providing she doesn't continue to try driving a dagger in her heart and getting out of bed when she isn't supposed to, reopening the wound." He thinks for a moment and then says, "Then again, from what I was told, that wasn't exactly her fault either."
Steffan turns backto the Suk with a hasty glance, "Not her fault?...what do you mean?"
Ornia glances at the suk and then Justine and bit and just winces as she does not even get Steffan Attention. She just start to move away from the area, slowly heading back for the doors
The Suk bites his lip and ponders his next course of action. Finally, deciding that obeying his Marquis is better then obeying the Mentat, he says, "Well, My Marquis, according to the House Mentat, she experienced some sort of hallucination." His head shakes, "I do not know the full details, only that I was called in here because she had re-opened her wound, lost a lot of blood and it needed to be tended to."
Misha looks to Ornia, nodding to her
Steffan hrms, "hallucination? from your array of potions Doctor?"
The Suk shakes his head and says, "No, My Marquis. I have not given her anything since she was first injured and then after she reinjured herself today. She refused the other times I offered her. She wished to...." his words trail off.
Ornia just keeps her slow walk to the doors and shakes her head a bit more.
Steffan nods, "I see, what did she tell you of this hallucination?"
Hesakaya takes a step forward. "The lady Justine was under no toxic or halucigenic influence at the time. As I was the only one to witness it, it reminded me more of a very vivid dream...or sleepwalking..."
Ornia pauses at the door and just watches all of you talk and sighs as she mutters to herself
Ornia mutters to herself, "... open..."
The Suk goes quiet now, glad that he's no longer the one being interrogated. He looks to the door and spots Ornia, giving her a crooked smile as he has the same idea she does.
Steffan sighs and whispers, "Well, perhaps it would be better if I just asked her myself. When she is able."
Ornia looks at Steffan while still yet standing at the door "Steffan maybe just stay with her?"
Misha nods "Yes my Lord Marquis, she has been wanting to speak with you"
Hesakaya stands slightly behind and to the left of Steffan. "She was having a conversation with the Lady Ceile. Discussing this..um..imperial arrangement and her unhappiness with it. she went as far as to ask a person to take her away with her...into death I would deduct from her words."
Steffan takes a deep breath and stares at his timepiece momentarily. Turning his head, he speaks to Ornia, "I will stay as long as I can. I suppose I should inform His Majesty as well. Before he finds out from someone else."
Ornia sort of now blocks the exit and crosses her arms. She seems intent to not let anyone pass
Ornia comments right back "Steffan you have Srulin and many Advisors that can deal with things while you are here with your wife." Ornia is very serious.
Steffan sighs, "The Lady Ceile, I see. Yes, they are quite close. I know that she is quite disturbed by her current condition." He shakes his head in disbelief.
Hesakaya clears his throat. "Milord...?"
Steffan looks up at the Mentat, "Yes?"
Ornia just watches all in the room, A guard trys to get past her and she just blocks his way as she watches Steffan now.
Hesakaya says, "Being your humble servant i can only give you advice, but it seems to me that this situation will not resolve unless you and the lady Justine reach a compromise regarding your current situation."
Steffan shakes his head, "of course, but she is unwilling. There is really only one thing I can do for her...."
Ornia now yells at Steffan "Brother are you even listening?"
Misha frowns, but says nothing, intent on listening for the moment
Hesakaya takes a careful step out of the line of fire, and watching how the sister attacks the brother. Was that a grin on his face?
Steffan stands up from the bed, still looking down at her. He turns to walk over to his sister, forcing a smile on his face. As he walks past Hesakaya, he pats his shoulder, "Do not worry my sister, this situation shall be resolved..."
Ornia shakes her head and frowns "Listen to me Steffan she loves you but you seem to ignor her and then yet she does open up to you either." she frowns "It pains me to see you both in pian when yet you both love each other."
Hesakaya idly remarks. "The lady Justine seems to be fond of tulips milord. Perhaps a gesture as simple as that coming from the heart might be a start at resolving this? Perhaps coupled to a private breakfast or lunch while the house staff takes care of business?"
Steffan approaches Ornia and stands in front of her. "I know....we are not the youngsters we once were, much has changed since then. Particulary with me. I will pay the His Majesty a visit, and then return. By then she should be awake and we can talk. He then turns around to his Mentat, "Perhaps such a gesture would be liven her spirits. The staff can take care of most things, I must meet with the Emperor personally. I promise, I will make it a short visit. "
Misha frowns "My Lord, maybe you should talk to her first...."
Ornia just stands there and frowns "Steffan just stay with her, what is so important then your wife who could well die now?"
Justine whimpers softly and attempts to roll over but a sharp pain from her wound prevents her to do so. Her hand quickly rises to her bandage and cries out a little louder but her eyes don't open.
Misha looks over to Justine and frowns again, moving to the side of her bed on the other side of Steffan
Hesakaya says, "I am sure the emperor will understand when he is informed of the situation. Did he not himself arrange this marriage because he couldn't see you milord and the lady Justine unhappy?"
Ornia looks at Justine, concern comeing over her face "Steffan she needs you. I can tell the Emperor of the situation."
Steffan looks back at Justine, "Alright Ornia, very well. ." He places his hands on her shoulders. "Tell the Emperor he may come to the embassay as well, whenever he wishes.." He nods then to the Mentat, "indeed..."
Justine's head shakes a little from side to side as she speaks in a very groggy, sleepy tone, "Ceile...take me...with you...please....don't leave me..."
Hesakaya nods again. "A very smart plan of your sister milord. This will make her known to the emperor as someone you trust in affairs of the house. It might even make the emperor notice her and judge her favourable. The chances to marry her off into a grand alliance would then greatly increase."
Justine's face scrinches as tears work their way out of her closed lids and fall down her face, "Why did you have to die..?.....come back..."
Ornia swallows and looks at Justine there and hears what she moans "Steffan she loves you, but you need to show that love back to her." she trys to smile "Tell her I will be back please."
Steffan swallows hard and walks back to the bed. He sits down and takes her hand. "Yes, Ornia has met with the Emperor before. His Majesty will repect her and listen to her as well..'
Misha stays at his position on the other side of the, at a parade rest
Ornia smiles now and then curtsies to Steffan "Brother I shall go to amke sure The emperor gets word of what has happaned."
Justine's body shakes slightly as she cries silently for her friend, muttering softly, "Ceile...noooo...." She doesn't seem to notice anyone else in the room, muchless her hand being held, all she seems to know about is her friend.
Hesakaya walks towards the door. "With your permission milord, i will make preparations for a light private lunch?
Steffan nods to his Mentat, "Please...."
Ornia just sighs wishes there was more she coudl do for Justine, but turns to do as she said she would
Ornia walks to the southeast and passes through the Inlaid Doors.
Ornia has left.
Hesakaya nods and bows before leaving.
Steffan gets up from the bed and starts pacing around the room. He stops suddenly, pulls out a cigar from his jacket, lights it and starts puffing on it gently. After plac ing the lighter back in his pocket, he starts pacing around again.
Misha looks down to Justine, and then back to up
Justine's head flops over to the other side, tears slowly following the paths of the ones before them, and quietly cries, "I do....Ceile....I do love him...but....he....please don't go! Come back!" Her hand moves up to her chest, clutching her bandage tightly.
Misha look down to her concerned "My lord, maybe you should sit with her"
Steffan stops a moment and exhales a puff above his head, his glances shifting from Justine to Misha. "hrmm..." He grinds his spent cigar into the ashtray on the desk. He then walks over to Justine and sits down on the bed. He shakes his head, a somber expression on his face.
All of a sudden, Justine's eyes fly open and she gasps heavily, as if frightened awake. Her hand crumples the bandage in it and then pulls it off, showing the fresh wound and that it has been opened, once again.
Misha reacts quickly, grabbing his hankercheif and covering the wound applying pressure
Steffan panics and grabs the bandage from Justine and tries rather unsucessively to reapply it to the wound. He cries out to the guards near the door, "Swiftly, go get the Suk. Tell him to return.."
Justine's breathing is heavy and quick as her eyes are open very wide. Slowly, she begins to calm down, her breathing softens and her eyes blink back to normal. She looks to the both of you with confusion and asks, "Wha...where...?" She then cringes as another wave of pain hits.
Moments later, the Suk returneths in a rush asking, "You called, My Marquis?"
Misha holds down pressure as he looks to teh Suk "The bandage is offa nd the wound is open, hurry"
The Suk looks down to Justine and sighs in frustration, shaking his head. He opens his bag and asks, "What did she do /this/ time? Why is she being allowed to move so much?"
Misha says, "It was another dream, she seems to be having nightmares"
Steffan holds whats left of the bandage rather haphazardly, "She removed it on her own. Isn't there a way to secure it more.....otherwise we will have to restrain her." He sighs, "Im sure she'll like THAT"
The Suk's brows furrow in confusion, "Another one?" His head shakes, "I don't understand it. Something is wrong." He works quickly to try to secure both the wound and bandage as much as possible. Once he's done, he draws some blood and says, "I'll run some tests right away, just to be sure." Once he's done, he looks to Steffan and asks, "Will there be anything else, My Marquis?"
Misha returns to his position next to her on the bed, looking about the room, at parade rest
Justine grunts and groans as everyone is on her chest, she tries to move all of you off her and says, "Stop it! You're hurting me! Get off me!"
Steffan sighs in relief, "no, nothing else....not for now anyway.."
The Suk bows to Steffan and then leaves, scurrying off to run the tests.
Justine sighs heavily and then winces. Her voice is very quiet and soft as she says, "Thank you" when everyone moves away from her.
Misha looks down at her, and for a brief moment their eyes meet, and he smiles softly, before going back to his stoic demeanor
Steffan scoots to the edge of the bed, a faint smile on his face.
Justine's eyes look up to Misha and offers a very small smile, then they turn on Steffan as he moves away from her and her smile falls into a frown. She looks away from him and around the room in confusion and asks, "Where....where am I?"
Misha he moves to the door and opens it speaking to a guard for a monment, then closing the door and returning to his position
Steffan takes a deep breath, a smile faintly appearing on his face, "In your quarters,..... is there anything I can bring you?"
Justine watches Steffan struggle to be nice to her, her frown deepens and her head shakes slightly as she quietly answers, "no"
The Guard returns, walking in and giving Misha one dagger, Misha nods to teh guard and he leaves the room
Misha says, "My Lord, this was the only weapon we found on her......"
Misha hands the dagger to Steffan
Justine's eyes close as Misha presents her Family dagger to Steffan.
Steffan takes the weapon from him, noticing the Garamond seal on its handle. He nods, "very well. " He looks at
Justine for a moment, "I will hang on to this for now. It will eventually be returned to you."
Justine keeps her eyes low and remains silent, not knowing what to say or do.
Steffan places the dagger inside his jacket, his faint smile disappearing. He examines the bandage again. "Try to relax, and don't move too much."
Justine's eyes lift to Steffan and her voice is soft and quiet as she asks, "Is that an order from the Marquis or a request from someone who loves me?"
Steffan shakes his head without answering at first. Surprised by her answer, he stands up, straightens his jacket, "Nevermind... " he whispers.
Justine's look drops into one of deep hurt and sadness. Her eyes revealing the deep pain that you just inflicted upon her, worse then any mere dagger can do. She closes her eyes and turns her head away from Steffan as tears fall down her face once more.
Misha remains standing, silent, he moves to the far side of the room, allowing privacy
Steffan starts pacing around the room again, his hands clenched behind his back. He stares at the floor with each step, every now and then shaking his head. A knock at the door stops him suddenly. A guard at the door opens it, a short and stout old woman enters and approaches Steffan.
Justine lies in the bed with her head turned away from Steffan, her eyes closed and the tears falling down her face. Her right hand rises to the new bandage, as if trying to comfort the area that hurts her most. Oddly enough, it isn't the physical pain that hurts the worst.
The old woman curtsies and then whispers to the Marquis, he looks over at Justine and says softly. "Yes, go ahead, bring it in. " The old woman nods and scurries out into the hallway. Suddenly from out in the hallway, you hear plates rattling.
Justine doesn't much care about anything right now, except for wishing that she were able to join Ceile in the other world so that she would finally be free from this pain.
The old woman waddles in, pushing a cart. Once inside the room, she then walks over into Justine's view, she curtsies, "Milady, would you like some breakfast, you haven't eaten in some time. The Suk says you should keep up your strength.."
Justine's eyes slowly open to look at the old woman. The tears that weren't able to escape from the closed lids now flood out and cascade down her face. Sheer sadness and pain is all that can be read on her face, she says nothing and closes her eyes again, giving the impression that she doesn't care about eating or anything else right now.
Steffan walks over and looks for a cup. After finding one, pours some coffee, and then places several cubes of sugar into it. As he stirs his coffee, he uncovers several of the entrees, none of which seem to interest him.
My how well discplined Misha is, just standing in teh corner of the room, at parde rest, eyes straightforward
Justine remains still on the bed with her head away from Steffan and her eyes closed, screaming loudly on the inside but keeping quiet on the outside.
Steffan takes his cup as he sits on the bed near Justine. "Are you sure you don't want ANYTHING?, perhaps ...." He looks breifly at the cart trying to sound cheerful, "There's all sorts of things...and..." He stops when he realizes Justine isn't listening. "His glance moves away for a moment. "If it would makes you feel better I could leave for a while, I don't want to upset you..."
Justine lies there, unmoving. So many responces spin in her head and so many emotions flow through her body. Minutes pass and the tension ceases as Justine rolls her head to face Steffan, her eyes open to look to him through the tears and her voice cracks quietly yet it's still soft and gentle, "I....I want the pain to go away."
Steffan sips his coffee once more, hesitating for a moment as if not sure what to say. "I know " He whispers. He looks at the bandage carefully, "What can I do to help, do you want me to get the Suk again?"
Justine's head barely moves back and forth against the pillow, her sullen expression not changing as she quietly answers, "Only you can make it go away."
Steffan looks down at whats left in the cup and sighs. He squeezes her shoulder with his free hand, and then gets up and places the cup and saucer on top of the cart. He uncovers the entrees again, frowning after each one. After looking rather long at last one, he slams the cover on it abruply. He looks up at Misha and gets his attention with a motion of his hand," if you wish, you may help yourself. " He takes the same cup and fills it again. After placing a cube of sugar into it, he stirs it and sits down again next to Justine. He says softly "What do you want me to do?"
Justine sighs heavily, closing her eyes and quietly replies in turn, "You know what I wish from you, Steffan."
Misha moves to the cart, and pors some coffee, dropping a sugar cube and sitrring
Misha sips his coffee,
Steffan sits up sipping his coffee carefully, "Of course I do.." he says, a bit of sarcasm in his voice. He sips a bit more of his coffee as if to calm himself, he face now visibly shaken, "But remind me again....I wouldn't wanna get it wrong. I can't help but say this. Its probably the worst thing I could say at this point, but Im afraid I just can't hold it back anymore." He stops to compose himself, but his voice still trembles, " Whatever it is, it must be something I totally missed, for you to have inflicted such pain on yourself. You must realize too, all the people who care about you have been hurt by this too, His Majesty especially, and myself included. If it is me you wish to hurt, please find some other way to do it..."
Justine winces as your words strike heavily at her, more tears are produced and her head turns from you again. She's quiet for a moment and then speaks in a quiet, calm voice, "It is actions and words like this that hurt me so and the only freedom from this pain is you or death. You are only willing to make the pain grow, not go away, so I sought the only other way I know how." She then closes her eyes and whispers, "And I will continue to do so until I am free."
Misha frowns and shakes his head, sipping his coffee
Steffan sighs and shakes his head. "well, that hardly explains things. If you keep me guessing you will never get what you want. I certainly won't allow you to hurt yourself again."
Justine's head quickly turns to Steffan, her eyes opening to see him through the wetness, "How many times do I have to tell you, Steffan? I have repeatedly told you what it is that I want! You have told me that you know...you said you read my book! If you read it, you'd know!" Her breathing increases and becomes labored but she doesn't seem to care. She isn't yelling, in fact, she sounds more like she's desperately pleading to the man sitting next to her, "All I want is for you to love me....COMPLETELY....and that includes SHOWING me that you love me, being kind and gentle instead of so cold and heartless. But you keep telling me that it's too much to ask for and that it isn't the Ginaz Way. I can't keep doing this anymore, each time you hurt me, you kill me. You've already taken my heart and my soul, you took those from me and instead of giving a little back at a time, you keep it for yourself and without them, I am nothing and I begin dieing." She winces heavily this time, nearly curling up into a ball as she clutches her chest, the bandage becoming red again.
Misha moves to the bed, his hanckercheif in hand "My lady, is the bandage coming off?
Steffan winces as he examines at the bandage once again, "Justine ...please, try to remain still. " He sighs looking down at her, he whispers gently, "Of these things I know..., but I can't exactly show you those kinds of feelings while you are screaming and sobbing. If I didn't care about you I wouldn't be here in the first place now would I?"
With the blood loss from earlier and not regaining her strength, she passes out easily, her hands falling to her sides. The bandage is still in place, only red from the blood. However, it was only partially reopened this time. You aren't sure if she heard Steffan or not, everything happened so quickly. Soon the Suk arrives again, grumbling under his breath but once again, tends to her.