[] Drink it. You knew what this is but... You trusted Rider not to take advantage of you. You need it now.
You stared at the cup in her hand before you took it. You held the cup up and took a few sips before your eyes widened at the taste. You expected to taste alcohol but were met with the distinct flavor of lemon honey tea. Warmth immediately filled your body and coursed through your chest and limbs.
A shaky breath left your lips as the anxiety and fear of your memories slowly dulled as you lowered the cup. Rider sat by your side as she moved some strands of hair away from your eyes. You were in shock, really... But you felt like you were winding down. You could breathe again and the warmth certainly helped.
You took a few more sips before you calmed down. Rider took the half full cup and put it back on the nearby desk before turning her gaze back to you. She held your hands as you leaned forward and rested your hand on her shoulder.
"There, there... Just listen to my voice," Medb whispered in your ear, her voice being so much sweeter than before. You felt like you could listen to it forever... "You're fine now. You're going to be fine."
"I'm sorry. I'm sorry I said those things. I didn't mean to," you said as you squeezed her hand.
Rider smiled and stroked your hair, "It's okay. That wasn't you. This drink will last for a few hours so don't wander around too much."
"Okay," you replied in a weak voice.
Medb smiled as she wiped your tears, "It's over now. The nightmare's over. You're here with me, okay?"
"Yes. Thanks, Rider," you nodded as you lowered your head. A thought then struck you through the deep haze made by her mead, "Where are we?"
"A new place. I had to make sure we wouldn't be tracked down. Archer's attack wasn't enough to fully tear down Hans' base but they did provide some good support to let us escape," Rider explained as she lifted your face by your chin, "You're safe now, okay?"
"Yeah. I wish I could have helped more," you admitted as you held the hand she had touching your cheek.
"No. No... You did enough. You've helped me enough. It was good that you held out on your own. I just got beaten up by Assassin just throwing cheese at me... It's embarassing," Medb said as she looked into your eyes.
"Huh. It's okay. As long as you're safe, I don't care about anything else," you told her as you cracked a weak smile, "Cheese is bad for you, you know?"
"I know," Rider said as she leaned forward to whisper into your ear, "Then I guess you're pretty bad for me too."
Your fingers intertwined with your own as you felt her breath on your neck. You felt calm and warm, it must be because of that drink. Medb gently caressed your back as she pressed her lips on your neck.
It stung.
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You woke up a few hours later feeling better. You looked up at the ceiling before slowly rising up your bed, feeling your head as you tried to see if it was aching. You blinked before you noticed that you were still holding tightly to someone's hand.
Rider was sleeping beside you with a peaceful look on her face as exhaustion seemed to have caught up with her. You looked down to find yourself fortunately still in your pajamas. You appreciated that she changed you, you didn't want to wake up covered in dry blood.
Rising up from your bed, you let go of Rider and walked to the bathroom. You felt like freshening up first. You turned the tap on and started washing the crusts on your eyes. Were you crying? You must have. Your eyes felt exhausted somehow.
You wiped yourself off with the towel before you looked back at the mirror. Your froze.
"What," you whispered as you looked at the mirror. You lifted your chin to expose your neck to find a faint bruise.
And it's not just one. It was all over your neck! That's... That's a lot of hickeys.
Evidence
[] "RIDER!!!!!!"
[] You want to melt on the spot. What did she do now?! How- This is too much! You're blushing furiously. You're not something to gnaw on!
[] Ah. Oh no. There's a lot. It's going be hard hiding these. You can't go out now, you'll live you'd life as a hermit from now on.
[] Well it could be worse. It could be scratch marks. Very, very questionable scratch marks. You're not sure how you'll retaliate for this one.
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