The World of Rhune

“No you damn idiot,” Karillian answered her brother, smirking happily. Served him right for being wherever he’d been. She remembered how she’d checked the study, but had known her brother wasn’t there, though a book about Xirra was out of place, so her brother had been there. Kari’d quickly retraced her steps and seen her brother walk, or more sway, in the hall. She’d instantly fired on him, no thought of getting him medicine and bugging the hell out of the castle. That was when he’d ran into the wall, right next to the door. Classic she thought, smug. Kari helped Trei pick her brother up, and she noticed he was pale, not the brown that only native Caryians had. “Gods, you’re sick, and sick to look at,” She remarked, hoisting him up and setting him on a chair in their room. “Veerry funnnny, Karrii” he swayed and she had to catch him before he fell. “What do you think you where doing though?” Zayde seemed to smile. “I thought ruuunnnning away wooould have enntiitled noo more bossssing around.” He seemed genuinely happy with his answer, but flinched and touched his wounded leg. “It burns,” he whispered, quietly, like he could and couldn’t feel it and was more in a trance. Kari instantly shot to the bathroom, and soaked a towel. As much as she hated her brother’s action, she still loved him, and it did hurt to see him in pain. Gods, Zayde, you’re starting to seem contagious!