The Midnight Prince

[GamesMaster]

Kuronue sighs, bitterly. "Of course. I can pay for a healer to check him out, that would tell us if he was enchanted, but I don't know that it won't.... well. You know my husband."

[Rokag]

"Would...would your powers have kept that from happening?" She was growing more and more frustrated as she thought. "I...if it comes down to it, I'll think of something, I just need to figure out how to fix this."

[GamesMaster]

"I do have some small magic left, but nothing that can do what you're asking. Hire a healer, one that specializes in magical maladies. I will get you the money soon to pay for it." She sighs a little, looking exhausted, eyes drooping a little. 

The sound of footsteps outside the door jolts her eyes open. "Hide!" she hisses. 

[Rokag]

Rokag only took a few moments hesitation before quickly moving to hide behind a dressing screen. Fucking ancestors, please don't let that be him. She'd times this to hope that Indou wasn't going to be here. She didn't want him catching wind that she thought through ANY of this.

[GamesMaster]

Of course it's Indou. Thankfully, he seems dead set on approaching Kuronue enough not to poke around the bedroom.

"Ai me, what a fucking hell of a day," he groans, moving to untie his robes.

"Please, I'm not well," she says quietly, head bowed.

"Did I ask you what you wanted, woman?" he barks, with a snarl. There's a ringing of flesh on flesh, and a small, mostly-stifled sound like a sob. As Rokag peeks around the screen, she sees Indou dropping his trousers, climbing onto the bed with intent made clear by his anatomy -- and Kuronue, looking away until he grabs for her chin to force her head back around to where he's kneeling in front of her.

[Rokag]

She shouldn't move. She shouldn't fight him. This was going to be a mistake. Rokag still moved out as he grabbed Kuronue. The FUCK am I doing?! "Leave her alone!" She glared at Indou, balling a hand into a fist as the air around her cooled.

[GamesMaster]

He whirls around, giving her a sight of his cock standing at full mast, unburdened by smallclothes. "The fuck?!" he snarls, lunging forward with arms outstretched to try and grab her by the neck even as she hits him.

[Rokag]

She snapped back, her flesh feeling cold to the touch as he reached for her. "I said-" And there's a burst of cold air from her hand as she swung at the man again. "LEAVE HER ALONE!" The blade of cold energy came quickly to her hand as she swung at the lunging man.

[GamesMaster]

The blade sinks in deep into his gut, blood spreading over his top robes as he lunges for her, wrapping his hands around her throat. She can't breathe. She can't breathe! And then it's over -- he crumples to the floor, eyes closed, and Kuronue pants from behind him on the bed, arm outstretched. She mutters another spell and his wound closes, though she doubles over coughing afterward. 

[Rokag]

Rokag coughs and sputters a second, taking a shaky step away form Indou before moving towards Kuronue. "Shit, What did you do?!"

[GamesMaster]

"Sleep," she says between coughs. "Heal. Taxing. I'm fine."

[Rokag]

"Why wo.." Rokag shook her head, not wanting to be rude on top of everything else. She'd known that was a bad plan, but she wasn't going to just...she couldn't have just let him attack her and do nothing, not like before.

"Fuck, he's gonna just remember all this when he wakes up." She looked back at the sleeping Indou. "And you're actually sick."

[GamesMaster]

"Of course I'm ill," she manages, sounding hoarse. "Sorry. That was uncalled for."

[Rokag]

Rokag shook her head. "No...I thought that it was something with the season. I..." Rokag looked away. "Sorry." She looked back to Indou. "...should we put him in the bed or something?" Her voice sounded like she wanted to throw him into the lake, but she didn't make any move to do so

[GamesMaster]

"Yes," she sighs. "You should have stayed hidden."