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[h3]Guillan- Royal Complex/Stronghold Keep, [i]several hours later..[/i]

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[i][b]Y'vanna & Gail[/b][/i][/h3][/center]

     There was a bit of clamoring as guards brought in several other prisoners and the noise had awakened Y'vanna. Gail was dabbing a wet cloth on her forehead and she winced a bit, pushing his hand away softly. She turned her head towards the commotion and could see them shuffling prisoners down the corridor and could later hear the clanking of iron bars. [i]Solid bars..[/i] It would seem that there was a bit of rustling going on in the streets of Guillan, as people were being rounded up and corralled overnight. This was nothing new in Guillan, not by a longshot. In fact, this sort of thing was quite normal in this cesspool of a city. What wasn't normal however, was the location. This was no ordinary keep or guard post that she had ever seen or been in before. These guards were wearing the [i]royal colors[/i], reserved for the Royal Complex of the High King. [i]Silly girl, what have you gotten yourself into now?-[/i] she thought. Y'vanna's head pounded fiercely as she rose from the cold slate floor. One arm propping herself up and the other slightly against the wound on her forehead. It was a nasty slice but the bleeding had stopped at least. Not before nearly matting her eye shut though. Gail placed his hand on her shoulder in an attempt to stop her from rising up to early. The wound wasn't very deep but it was a clean cut, and had bled profusely. He was more concerned with the bruising. She had hit that guard extremely hard with her forehead. 

     [color=8dc73f]"You need to lie down Y'vanna.. your head."[/color] he said with genuine concern, forcing her to lie back down. 

     [color=f7941d][i]"What the fuck is going on Gail?"[/i][/color] she whispered softly in exclamation. [color=f7941d][i]"We're in the Royal Complex.. why the fuck are we in here?"[/i][/color]

     [color=8dc73f][i]"Shhh!! Calm down Y'vanna! You're going to attract the guards, and quite frankly I'd rather not taking another beating if it's alright with you."[/i][/color] He whispered, clasping his hand over her mouth and making a shush mark over his own mouth. The guards were coming back through. Gail went to pretending to tend to her wound and Y'vanna played opossum as the guards passed grumbling by. Gail could hear them as the sound of their clanking armor faded as they went up the winding stone staircase. Y'vanna opened her eye a sliver and could see the light from their torches also waned, and the soft orange glow gave way to cold shades of blue and dank shadowed corners. water droplets could be heard as they landed in puddles in the distance. 

     [color=8dc73f][i]"If you promise to be quiet I will tell you all I know, agreed[/i]?[/color] he said in a soft and warm tone. Y'vanna nodded in an accordance to comply and Gail slowly took his hand off of her mouth. [color=8dc73f][i]"Now, you've been out for a while, you got a nasty knot on your head and you need to take it easy as I fear you might have a concussion."[/i][/color] he said. Y'vanna nodded and she understood that she wasn't in a position to argue with him.

     [color=8dc73f][i]"Your suspicions I fear are probably correct I'm afraid.."[/i][/color] he said, [color=8dc73f][i]"something is definitely afoot and I don't like it either."[/i][/color] Gail brought his hands to his own brow in frustration. [color=8dc73f]"I fear we've been sold out.. [i]but don't worry, they would've executed us at a local post, not here. we aren't that important.[/i]".[/color]

     [color=f7941d]"EXEc-"[/color] she began to yelp, only to be silenced by the thwap of Gail's hand against her mouth. A scolding look in his eyes. She nodded and Gail slowly removed his hand again with a stern look on his brow. [color=f7941d][i]"what do you mean we were sold out?"[/i][/color]

     Gail dipped the cloth back into a small bowl of drinking water and began to clean the blood from her forehead and eye. [color=8dc73f][i]"Well, I'm fairly certain that I seen Vargas in shackles earlier with Vallec."[/i][/color] he said as he continued. [color=8dc73f][i]"Odd thing is he went back upstairs instead of landing in some dingy real estate down here like us."[/i][/color]

     [color=f7941d][i]"Who's Vargas?"[/i][/color] Y'vanna said cluelessly.

     [color=8dc73f][i]"Vargas is one of the head guys 'round 'ere.. he's also my boss. I take all the stolen wares I get from my dealings and shove 'em off with him."[/i][/color] he said. [color=8dc73f][i]"I'm afraid he might have sold me out to save his own arse.."[/i][/color] Gail's eyes shifted to the right sharply in disgust, spitting in the floor with contempt. [color=8dc73f][i]"There was a woman with him too.. I'd be willing to bet it was Fontaine but I didn't get a good look nor did she speak. All's I know is they all went back up together and those two only had hand shackles and not a pair of ankle clasps like this pair you and I are currently sharing."[/i][/color] he said, tapping the iron shackle on his ankle,[i] Y'vanna only noticing it as the vibrations travelled to her own[/i].

     [color=f7941d][i]"What does Vargas got to do with me though?"[/i][/color] she said trying to figure it out. She could be described as being less than bright sometimes. She shook her leg to test the cumbersome weight of the chains and the links clanked against the slate floor as she did, the sound echoing off the corners of the cells. 

     [color=8dc73f][i]"Guilty by association I suppose..  I'm sorry Y'vanna, but I may have gotten you into some deep shit this time."[/i][/color] Gail said, completely ashamed of himself. He set the cloth on his lap and dug into his belt for something he had apparently tucked away.  He soon produced a small container holding a minty smelling salve, giddy that they hadn't found it. He opened the small tin and rubbed a bit on his finger and scooted himself closer to her. [color=8dc73f][i]"Hold still, this is probably going to sting a little."[/i][/color]

     Y'vanna winced as he applied the salve to her wound. The ingredients were simple but they were also quite stout, and the paste stung in her open flesh as he applied it. he did his best to be gentle but the bruising on her head and the wound was still very tender. [color=f7941d][i]"It's alright Gail. It's my fault we're in 'ere.. if they hadn't been following me neither of us would be in here."[/i][/color] she said, her voice tarnished by pain form the ointment. 

     [i][color=8dc73f]"Shh."[/color][/i] he said softly, [i][color=8dc73f]"You should rest now. I'm sure we're going to need it."[/color][/i] Gail was usually a timid young man, but he was trying to do his best to be strong in this moment, for the both of them. It surely came easier to him as he had her wound to keep him occupied. He watched her doze off to a slumber as the pain from the salve lessened.  It was a simple mixture but effective, and the scarring should be minimal [i]if she could keep it clean for a while[/i]. He brushed a hand against her cheek. He smiled thinking she was too beautiful to be so rough, [i]but she was sleeping and peaceful in her current state[/i]. 

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