Squire

“Squire?”

“...Y-yes, m'Lord?”

“How do you feel?”

“...A-asleep?!”

“Yes, you should. You are asleep.”

“M'lord, am I dead?”

“No Squire, you are not dead.”

“Then how am I asleep, and talking to you? Or am I dreaming?”

“You are not dreaming. You were hurt, so the Healers, with some help, put you into a healing sleep for your own good.”

“I was hurt?”

“Yes.”

“Badly?”

“Not as badly as you could have been.”

“What happened? How did I get hurt?”

“You were in a cave...”

“...I don't remember.”

“You are not supposed to remember, as I blocked your memories. You needed to sleep peacefully.”

(Silence)

“Am I healed now?”

“You are healed enough to wake up.”

“How long have I been asleep, M'lord?”

“You have been sleeping solid for ten days.”

(Silence)

“M'lord, I can't remember anything!”

“You will now, Squire. It is time for you to awake!”

With a sudden rush, all of the memories return.

“Easy, Squire...”

“...I remember...everything!”



“He is ready. Awaken him.”