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Erik/F!DB: "Many Thanks" 2/?

[(Anonymous)]

“…for when she wakes up.”

“Assuming she does. That was a nasty cut, and…”

“…lucky we found her when we did…”

Lina’s brow furrowed as she listened to the snippets of conversation that weaved in and out of her consciousness. Her eyelids felt very heavy, and there was a dull stinging in her abdomen that reminded her of her last memories before. She had been attacked…she had made it onto Jalo’s back…maybe she was dead?

No. If she was dead, she wouldn’t still be in pain. And the realm of Oblivion she had undoubtedly been sent to would likely be much louder. She forced her eyes open, gasping in pain and attracting the attention of the two men at her bedside.

“Easy there,” the older of the two said, placing a comforting hand on her shoulder to keep her from sitting up. Lina stared dazedly at him, forcing her mouth to move.

“…Where…where am I?” she said hoarsely. Her throat was unbearably dry, and the younger man seemed to pick up on this.

“Do you need some water?” he asked, handing a goblet to her. “We’ve made you some food, too. You don’t have to eat if it’s too hard on you.” Lina took the drink gratefully, gulping it down so quickly that it made her lightheaded. She was aware enough to look down, surprised to find that her armor had been removed and that a thick bandage enveloped her torso.

“What happened?” she asked, grimacing as she sat up in bed and pushed her matted blond hair out of her face. The older man took a seat beside her, while his son looked on with concern.

“I was hoping you could tell us that,” he said. “My boy Erik here found you passed out in the saddle of your horse, covered in blood.” The Nord woman’s eyes widened, and she looked around wildly.

“Where is Jalo?”

“Outside, with the cows. She’s being taken care of, don’t fret.” The man motioned for her to look back at him. “My name is Mralki. As I said, that’s my son, Erik. You’re in Rorikstead right now, in Frostfruit Inn. We brought you in off of your horse and bandaged you up. We think you’ve lost quite a bit of blood.”

“I…I see…” Lina sighed, leaning back on her hands. “My name’s Lina. I got attacked by bandits. The one who cut me open caught me off guard. Otherwise, it wouldn’t have happened.” Erik eyed her curiously, and she looked back at him, tilting her head. “Thank you for saving me. If you hadn’t helped me, I probably wouldn’t have made it.” The boy blushed, and she couldn’t help but feel a little bit enamored with this shy, endearing stranger.

“I couldn’t just leave you like that,” he replied, his voice trembling slightly. Before he could say any more, Mralki rose to his feet.

“I’m glad to see you awake, but I do have an inn to keep. I’m right outside the door if you need anything, but besides that, I’ll have Erik wait on you. You don’t mind, do you, Erik?” His son shook his head eagerly, and he nodded approvingly. “Excellent. Hope you feel better.” With that, he left, leaving Erik to look nervously over at their new guest.