[center][h3][color=fff200]Thyrri[/color][/h3]
[sub] [@Sol Grim] [@Jinxer] [@KahleenCuthald][/sub][/center]
Thyrri was sleeping, her head full of swirling and confusing images. Did she hear Eve somewhere close, quietly saying some kind words? That was possible. Did she walk around a pool of blood, full of pale white corpses, trying to drag her inside and drown her in the crimson liquid? That was… also possible, but unlikely. Did she catch a glimpse of a giant in the room, scary with murder in his eyes? That was a subject to consideration. Did she really see a calm forest, a quiet and peaceful place with a cozy cabin build by her… husband? And their children running around? Now that was a dream. Wasn’t it? A faint smile appeared on her lips, she wished to stay in this happy moment forever. But the dream already changed, sweet sound of birds chirping replaced by dozens of boots marching. The faces of the warriors were hidden behind metallic masks, their robes colored in bright red. She stood there motionless, as they approached a crib, pulled a newborn baby out and then watched silently as streams of blood poured from its slit throat. Thyrri screamed and jumped to her feet, her hands extended, trying to reach her child. Panting heavily, she frantically looked around, attempting to distinguish what was a dream and what is real.

The realization came to her slowly, the pain of loss still crippling her mind. [i]‘All right calm down. There is no child. No husband. No cabin in the woods.’[/i] She noticed Eve sitting by Laurel’s bed, both women now looking at her, and started feeling a bit silly. [i]‘Scared by a bad dream like a little girl,’[/i] her inner voice commented. Her fists clenched, trying to stop her hands from shaking.

[color=fff200][b]“I’m sorry I disturbed you. Just had a bad dream,”[/b][/color] she said in Eve’s direction, her voice trembling. Then she noticed her other patient standing beside his bed and her healer instincts took over. [b][color=fff200]“What are you doing standing up? Do you really want to die so much? You nearly bled out a couple of hours ago, you need to rest.[/color][/b]” She stopped to think. Yes, he needed to rest, but perhaps this place wasn’t the best for it, given the number of ‘accidents’ that could occur here. [b][color=fff200]“I’m sure your delegation has rooms assigned in the palace, but if you would prefer something less… formal, I have a perfect spot for you to stay at for couple of hours,”[/color][/b] she grinned, imagining how happy her friend Mahita would be to actually have one the of famous Luthran warriors in her boudoir for the night. The thought helped her shake of last specks of fear and sadness from her nightmare.
[b][color=fff200]“And you,”[/color][/b] she turned to Laurel, [b][color=fff200]“I suppose you will want to stay near the princess? You should be fine provided you rest a lot and make no sudden movements, not even talking about running or jumping or similar endeavors. And of course, no alcohol,”[/color][/b] she smiled, knowing the last remark probably wasn’t necessary, as Laurel seemed responsible enough not to drink when on duty.