His two older brothers stood in the corner, looking bored. The images slowly changed from blurry to sharp. “Explain to me why he’s chained to the bed.”Ĭhained? He was chained? What the hell was going on? After several long minutes of heavy concentration he was able to force his eyes open. I sat at his bedside every day for the last month.” His father sounded weary.
Are you positive this is Ephraim and your boys aren’t playing a joke?” They’ve drained him, cooled him, heated him, poured bile liquid down his throat and still he remained asleep and….changed.” All the surgeons I’ve brought in are at a loss as well. “I want to know how a boy known for his youthful appearance is sick for one month and then he turns into this.” He had a reputation of lifting every skirt in the town.
“Come now, Mary, virginal? I think that claim is five years too late.” Of course Henry would know. “He’s always been the devil! We all knew it! Not natural for a man to stay a boy! Not natural and now he feeds on virginal blood!” the maid screeched. None of them seemed to be able to leave his lips at the moment so he would rely on this man to ask them on his behalf. Answer that! Ephraim had so many of his own questions. Good, that’s a good question, Ephraim thought. “What happened to him?” the magistrate asked. I wouldn’t believe it either, but I’ve watched over him for the last month.” Is someone playing a jest? I assure you I do not find this funny or tolerable!” He would have to remember to box his ears later. “Like a ten year old boy,” he heard his older brother Henry answer in an amused tone. “But….but….Ephraim is sixteen and he looks….well he looks….like….” Ephraim wanted to protest, but the only sound he managed was a weak groan. Someone grabbed his chin none too gently and yanked it to the side. “I told you who it is! That’s my middle son Ephraim!” his father snapped.Įphraim heard a chuckle. "Tell you who it is?" his father repeated in confusion. “First tell me who this man is,” the cold voice ordered. Was that Mary the upstairs maid? Ephraim tried to focus. “I ain’t lying, m'lord! Look at his mouth!” the woman demanded. I would dismiss her at once without a reference,” a cold voice said.
This is clearly an animal bite or she stabbed herself in hopes of creating trouble for you. “This woman is obviously prone to hysterics, Your Grace. A little sleep and then he would ask why they were in his bedchamber. His eyes were too heavy to open and his body felt limp. “Hush, woman! Just show the magistrate your wound!” his father demanded.Įphraim couldn’t focus.
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