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Siegfried rushed through the corridor, using the Voice twice more as he encountered more guardsmen who - evidently aware of his parents' and doctor's commands - sought to put him back in his room. He had no time nor patience for such, however, completely focused on his partner's plight. "Ash...

As it turned out, Moon was indeed quite ticklish, just as Cloud had suspected. And watching her writhe and squeal with laughter was like a balm to his soul, causing pain both old and new to fade as he allowed himself to slip into childish playfulness. "Yield, foolish hatchling, yield before my...

"Ash-!" Siegfried felt panicked; he didn't know what to do. Should he rush down? He sat up and swung his legs off the bed, but got no further before a wheezing cough wracked his body with pain. It didn't matter though, because Ash was hurting worse, not just the wounds but because she thought...

Cloud frowned at Moon's words, and decided to show his displeasure by reaching up with one arm to bop her on the nose, the way an elder chides a wyrmling, before giving her a quick nuzzle to show that he meant no insult, instead letting his claws trace gently down her neck and sides, trying to...

"Ash- thank the Sacred Mother that you're alright!" Siegfried exclaimed, all but shouting over the bond, fear quickly fading under a flood of relief. "Please, don't scare me like that! I thought- that you- please, don't shut me out? I don't want you to suffer alone; I may be a prince, but I can...

Cloud snorted, a deep rumble of amusement, as he lazily craned his neck back up to meet Moon's eyes. Slowly, he arched an eye-ridge, the question clear in his eyes. "Sorry?" He asked, still hugging her to his soft - well, relatively soft - underbelly. "For what?" He kept staring at her, and...

... And his rage faltered and guttered, like sand running between his fingers until at that was left was sadness and shame. That his/her weakness had turned it from bad to worse; that s/he hadn't been able to find an acceptable compromise; that the only options left were suffering and pain, the...

Unfortunately for Siegfried, studying proved not to be the distraction he had hoped for. Between his own wounds, and the worry he felt at the faint but constant ache echoing over the dragon-bond, he had a hard time focusing. The subjects he'd chosen did nothing to help either; reading about...

If he hadn't been watching her so intently, Cloud wouldn't have noticed Moon's fatigue; she was still ten times more graceful than he on his best day, but compared to how she normally flowed forth, he couldn't help but feel a pang of worry. As she dropped the soaked moss - why hadn't he ever...

With Moon gone, so too was Cloud's distraction, and he found himself thinking. It was an old habit of his, and not a happy one either, born as it was of loneliness and silence. Without the source of light and love that was his Moon, he found his mind clouded once more, old fears and hurts...

The healers were indeed upset about the prince's reckless behaviour, and there was little Siegfried could do but endure their admonishments. Their words about foolish pride and thoughtlessness stung, but not as much as his father's command that he stay in bed. It took a great deal of fast...

Siegfried felt his partner's concern, and couldn't help but smile. There was something true and pure, something so very reassuring, in the way the bond connected them - the emotions shared so easily, without hesitation or doubt, without misunderstandings and lies. "See you too, my dragon." He...

"Been better," Cloud grumbled, before continuing in a softer tone. "But yes. Thanks." He made no move to get up, perfectly content to remain snuggling on the ground for the time being.

An unknown number of hours later, Cloud slowly stirred awake to find the sky dark and full of twinkling stars. The forest was full with the noise of the nocturnal beasts that made their home in there - most of them so far beneath a dragon's notice so as to be unafraid of the presence of the two...