♔ dix-sept || judge it kindly

[ensorceler]

[ The sound of a heart monitor seems to come out of nowhere, at the same time an Englishwoman's voice does, her hand having knocked her journal off the bed in her sudden awakening. With a rushed gasp she speaks before her eyes even open, for any who might already be in the clinic, but open they do when she suddenly is unable to finish her prayer. ]

Lord God have pity on my—

[ A gurgle and cough is all that follows, then more silence outside of the heart monitor as Anne takes some time to realize where she is, one hand over her throat. She's confused, but says nothing else for the moment, gaze slowly lowering to see the journal on the floor.

Stretching to lean down, the woman flips the journal shut so all sound on her end is ceased, then hangs her head and clutches the rails on the bed with such a force her knuckles turn white. She must request her clothes proper, to get out of this hospital gown and to brush her hair, but first she must allow her memories, both of home and of here, to properly blend again.

Anne makes sure there are none else in the room before allowing herself to silently cry, though the door is not fully shut in any case. No doubt the ghosts have been taking care of her this far, she can only assume. It is fitting, now that she is one. ]

[ ooc; Open for anyone in the clinic and over the journal, but she won't respond over the journal until she's back in her castle room. ]

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[ensorceler]

Of late... Yes, it has been some time, has it not?

[ Uh how long? Thank goodness Spike the jerk was able to fill her in on a little. ]

I awoke within the clinic. I was told it was from a fall, but there is no lasting injury. I am sorry I was not present to celebrate Yuletide with my dear friends.

[sworn]

Don't apologize, I'm only glad that you are well. [Or seemingly well?]

[ensorceler]

I feel no bump upon my fragile head, for true. Has much happened?

[sworn]

That depends entirely on what you last recall.

[Though the answer's likely still no, not much has happened.]

[ensorceler]

I was mother and wife where I should not be. Christmas had not yet come.

[sworn]

Aside from Christmas and the usual drunkenness of the new year, you did not miss much.

[ensorceler]

The anniversary of my arrival, I suppose. I meant to host such a celebration for Christmas, I do believe.

[sworn]

You could celebrate belatedly if you'd like. I don't think anyone would be opposed to more opportunities to wine and dine.

[ensorceler]

Mayhap not, but it is no longer the time.

[sworn]

I would say that perhaps you should take it easy, but I've known you to shun bed rest in the past. I don't suppose this time will be any different.

[ensorceler]

I mean not to be such a poor patient... I spent enough time in bed to last over a lifetime when I was once ill with the sweating sickness. I believed I never wanted to see another bed ever again after that.

[sworn]

Then I can understand why you would not want to be still for so long. Though I was never ill in such a way, I do remember how much I disliked being confined to my bed and chamber when I was with child. Or children, I should say. The only way to ease everyone's worries was to stay still, but I so longed to take up arms again.

[ensorceler]

I suppose I desired to do the same, though of a different manner.

In any case, I do not think I am unwell enough to require bed rest, especially as I seem to have been in one for near a month. But you are welcome to approach my chamber and see for your own eyes.

[sworn]

If I were to do so, it would not be because I don't believe you.

[It's because she misses her.]

[ensorceler]

You are welcome regardless.

[sworn]

Then I shall be on my way shortly.

[ensorceler]

[ She doesn't know if Vereesa's coming from her room, which is close, or further off, but at least she's already taken the time to change and finish her hair. Strange, as she hadn't planned on leaving her chambers for the rest of the evening, but old habits die hard.

She'll at least wish up some food for the guest, and leave the door leading to to her audience chamber open. ]