The World of Rhune

Zayde mentally cursed at Hannah’s stubbornness. Why couldn’t the girl just leave? Just go back to her room, let him get his suffering over with and then he’d say hi tomorrow, all better. To think this person is destined to be monarch of Cancri! Zay’s thoughts turned wild, he hardly knew this person besides what she was and he was already thinking dirty thoughts. Inwardly, he felt bad, really bad, about the thoughts. But it lessened his pain, gave him a focus. Zay debated briefly whether to call her by her full name, but he didn’t want to ruin his slight tie with her, even if it was crumbling through his hands. “Hannah, I really hope you’re not disgusted or whatever, or freaked out by me,” Zay paused, and his thoughts went straight into a course, another explanation for his frankness and off key of the castle. “But as you can tell I’m not normal by a longer shot than before. I have this…syndrome I’ll call it. And, well, it causes this every two months for about two weeks every night. I…I’m so sorry you have to witness this, and I..I…uh, I don’t even want to say anything else about this wretched sickness besides the fact that it’s not contagious,” Not contagious unless you go to Caryi and get bit, too. Zayde thought bitterly, at least his tone was more relaxed, and his words were getting easier and less hard to say, since his lips were pretty pain free and the rest of him was numb. “I’m not in pain, though, just my body. I’m mentally sound right now, just to reassure you.” He added the last bit in hopes of ceasing the pain that seemed etched into Hannah’s tan face.