The Musical Future

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Kendall held Kyria close, minding her wounds. "Yes. He's gone. My father's locked him away for good. I promise." he whispered back to her. "Take it easy. You're still recovering." he muttered, trying to calm her down.  

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Kyria nodded once, but still shook. "Can't write. . .They're numb." She whimpered. "How can I write down the music when I can't feel my fingers?" her sobs began a new.  

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Kendall reached out and as gently as he could he took her hands in his and began to rub his thumbs in gentle circles over her hands. "Shhh . . . You'll heal. But you have to allow yourself to heal. Listen to the music, sure, but don't feel compelled to write it down. You need to rest." he whispered to her, wishing he could take her pain away.  

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Kyria gave a wet smile, breathing through the panting sobs. Listen to the music. Listen to her sister play. Could she still play too? "H-How is my sister?" She asked nuzzling his nose.

Morgaine finished cleaning her bandages. "That poor girl. . ." She hummed to her brother. "I think, you should continue that offer of a special pencil, brother. Even I'm not sure if she'll regain her ability to compose again."  

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Pendragon smirked. "I will work on the pencil's construction, and when things have calmed somewhat, I will make my offer again. But they will have to walk through my door. I have appearances to maintain after all." he said, chuckling to himself before getting up and starting to make his way to a door. "I expect we'll be seeing each other again, dear sister. And remember, you are welcome to visit any time you like." he said before leaving, using the doorway as his passage to his own home.

Kendall smiled. "She is still healing from her wounds, but she's been up and about. She's sleeping now. As you really should be." he said, trying to use comforting motions without causing undue pain.  

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Kyria's eyes widened with fear. "No. . .no can't sleep." She said trying to hold his hand, she couldn't hold her hand tighter but it was agony moving them a tiny bit. "He's there when I sleep, cutting at the music. Tainting it." She shook a little. Her eyes filled with tears. "Can you hold me?" she gave him her usual lovey dovey eyes. "And do you still have that ring? I don't remember if I answered your question about marriage. . ."

Morgaine gave a grunt and nodded. She shook her head. "So stubborn." She muttered.  

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Kendall's eyes widened as Kyria started panicking. "Shh, shh, he's gone. I'm here. He can't hurt you anymore . . ." he murmured, trying to calm her. She didn't even need to ask him to hold her, he was already moving to do so. He smiled at the mention of the ring. "I don't believe I even got around to getting it, kitten. There hasn't been much time to ask with everything that's been going on." he murmured. "And besides, I haven't even asked your father for his blessing. So I can't exactly ask you to marry me just yet, sweetling." he whispered, trying out a new pet name.  

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Kyria made a face. "Liked kitten better." she noted. "And anyway," She snuggled against him best she could. "It's yes. When you do ask, it'll be yes." she smiled against his chest. She still trembled, from the pain. She leaned up and kissed him.  

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Kendall chuckled. "Kitten it is then." he murmured, before she mentioned what her answer would be. He smiled, feeling a warmth swell up in his chest. He kissed her back gently, holding her in a way that hopefully helped to lessen the pain. "Rest, kitten. I'll be right here. I won't leave your side." he murmured, wanting her to take it easy and recover.  

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Kyria nodded best she could. "Promise?" She mewed snuggling closer. The music was calm. But she couldn't write down the song. Her hands hurt too much. It hurt her heart to not be able to write. She supposed. . .she could show Arisa all the other things she'd composed, so she could translate them all. Even the sappy romantic one she'd written about Arisa and Tyrion.  

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Kendall smiled. "I promise." he whispered, making sure to get comfortable in the bed. "Rest. Things'll be better once you wake up." he murmured, running a hand through her hair, trying to help Kyria relax.  

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Tyrion had left, the moment everyone was asleep. Honor demanded he kill his father for causing Arisa and Kyria pain. For hurting those he held closer to him than family.
He descended the stairs to the dungeons and stared at his father's form. He thought he'd feel something for the man who gave him life. But he didn't. Unless contempt was a proper emotion.
"Come to kill me Tyrion?" His father said in the darkness. "And here I thought you didn't have a spine."
Tyrion's lip curled. "I have a spine." Tyrion sneered. "Or you wouldn't be in that cell. And I wouldn't be here."
"Yes." His father cooed. "A glorified prisoner who thinks one of the Solstice twins loves him. How delusional can you be?"
Tyrion chuckled. "What I do for Arisa, is more than just love-"
"Yes. . .Yes. . ." His father said dismissively. "Some strange sense of atonement. How misguided." They stood in silence for a long moment. "Are you going to kill me or not?" He snapped.
Tyrion smirked. "No." He replied. "I'm going to give you a worse fate." He turned. "I'm going to let Kendal's father kill you."
"Coward." His father snapped.
Tyrion paused in his steps. "No. Smart. You trespassed on his lands, and attempted to kill his future daughter in law. . .You are a threat to his line. You will be put to death. Damon will ascend and end the war, and you. . .will be placed in history as the mad king." He continued to leave as his father yelled at him.
"And where does that leave you Tyrion?! Huh?! A lap dog while our people are enslaved?! How will History remember the Third Prince of Permandra?"  

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A Karican guard on patrol met up with Tyrion, presumably escorting him out of the dungeons. However, from the shadows a lithe figure darted forward and shoved a cloth into Tyrion's mouth cutting off any surprised exclamations as the guard lunged, grabbing the prince's arms and pulling them back, a length of rope quickly going to work restraining him. From further down the hallway in the dungeon, a woman stepped forward, dressed as one of the healers of Karica, but her words showed her true colors.

"They will remember him as the Traitor Prince, my king." she said, kneeling before the Permandran king's cell quickly, showing him deference before she rose and pulled out a set of lockpicks. "Fortune smiles on us, Your Grace. We had thought only to be able to free you, but the traitor comes and gives us the opportunity to apprehend him." she said, looking to her two compatriots, her fellow spies. She picked the lock on the cell easily and knelt respectfully as she opened the door. "We must move quickly, my king. Please, follow us. We have set up a safehouse nearby. A forgotten prison the weak Karican king no doubt wished to remain abandoned." She glanced over to the prince. "You may, of course, mete out judgement and justice upon this traitor there, sire."  

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Tyrion tried to struggle, to call out. But the binds, the gag, stopped him. Anger seethed in him. Do what they want, they'd never get him to talk.

"Hmm. . ." The king smirked. "I could use you as bait, capture the girls, and then kill you before them when I'm done." He grabbed Tyrion's chin. "You and I both know you should have killed me when you had the chance."
Tyrion growled something behind the gag but it was no use. No witty retort would help him now. He was doomed.


Kyria hummed against Kendall's chest. Though she was showing signs of agitation, her humming was calm. As if a sense of inevitability had seeped into her mind. The ending. Or perhaps. . .a different kind of beginning.  

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The spy that had freed Tyrion's father gestured to the other two. The one holding Tyrion, who had tied his wrists, pushed the other forward, further into the darkness of the dungeon. "Move, traitor." he grunted.
"This way, sire. Only a day or two, then we can learn what secrets the Karica-lover knows. We have arranged transportation as well. Only an hour away." the not-nurse reported as she led them deeper into the dungeons. To forgotten passages that held the answer as to how the spies had been able to gain access to the otherwise impregnable fortress that was the royal castle of Karica. Passages that Kendall may have discovered, had he not avoided the capital city during his time in anonymity.
The specific passage that was being used leading to a place built early in the war, but abandoned early as well. A place Kendall's father would have rather left empty and forgotten. A prison for holding and torturing soldiers of the Permandran army in the hopes that information on his missing son would be found out. The spies merely needed to get a small supply line to the well-built but abandoned hold. They had the in they needed. The horrible place was abandoned no longer. And while the holding cells had mostly been re-purposed, some remained in tact. While the torture chambers had been left alone, the spies rightfully guessed that once they arrived, their king would want to put them back into use on his errant son.

Kendall didn't stir much as Kyria hummed. It was a calm hum that kept him in slumber, save to pull her closer so as to cuddle his love better. Arisa too, was sleeping, recovering. The pre-dawn hours leaving the castle quiet and oblivious to the danger beneath.