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{Master jurne}
maester jurne looking at the sleeping bald boy who fell from the room above him, he sighed and got up
I gently grabbed the boy's shoulder and placed my hand on his shoulder blade *crunch* jurne snapped the boy's shoulder back into it's place. 'so he's fainted and not sleeping eh; jurne thought
I reached back for my satchel and opened it 'I never should've come here; Jurne thought as he grabbed the small jar of balm
'wasting my precious resources on a whores child; he thought as he grabbed a bottle of tasziks oil setting it aside.
with the head lid off the jar, jurne scooped up a little of his balm with his fingers and laid it on the jar lid. he then popped the cork of the oil bottle and poured a little into the jar lid.
with his pinkie, he mixed the oil and the balm and rubbed it on the boy's shoulder 'whores don't take care of there bastards do they;
jurne thought looking down at the boy's shoulder.
he ripped some cloth off the bedsheets and laid it on the boy's shoulder with one end of the cloth he brought it under the armpit and then over.
he tied the cloth tightly and turned him over and applied some of the lotions on his stomach and dried his hand on the bedsheets. he got up and scratched his arse.
'I forgot to check the damage to his head HeH; the maester thought. he went looming over the boy and then gently opening his left eye 'no damage there; he said to himself
he went and opened the other one 'by the gods what is this; the maester thought. jurne had never seen boys with an eye like him 'gifted by the gods.. or cursed?; he thought
maester jurne got off the bed and tucked the jar and the bottle in his satchel and headed to open the door he saw the young girl who argued with him earlier 'how good it would feel with your mouth around my cock you little whore; the maester thought as she rushed past him. the mistress that was behind her asked him "what did you apply to his injuries"
"some balm to smoothen the skin and some tasziks oil for the bruise..'
" tasziks oil never heard of it" the mistress asked curiously,
"a maester on the summer isles formulated this type of lotion," jurne said, the mistress looked at him doubtingly
"mistress if you don't mind I have a ship to catch up to," I said,
the whore grabbed him by the shoulder "if anything should happen to Arthur I will curse you to the end of days " jurne choked on his swallow and said " m-mistress in the name of the old and the new gods I would never...
interrupted by the mistress "all right but before you can go, tell me your name"
jurne looked at her and said "jurne,maester jurne"
"jurne then I should curse that name when my boy does of his injury," she said making the maester gulp " how long until he's recovered," the mistress said "a month till he's fully recovered and give him some dream wine with it as well if you have some" jurne said
the mistress moved aside and said, "thank you but your company isn't needed here now is it?"
the maester then reminded about the upcoming war "your right mistress I should go now if you don't mind" jurne said as he went past her and towards the door...
(back to normal 3rd person point of view)
Everything was black for Arthur for a few hours until he opened his eyes, looking around he found his mother by his side sleeping
"mother," he said
moving his right hand against her shoulder waking her up "A-Arthur you scared me you-you" she started to tear up "I thought you were gonna die" she said
while getting up on his bed she gave him a sloppy kiss on his forehead
"why would you do such a thing so dangerous what made you go that far?" his mother said, angrily grasping his smooth bald head
"mother forgive me I was trying to see what was beyond my room" young Arthur said
his mother tearing up once again "that is my fault I never should've.." Arthur hearing his mother sob saddened him
"mother," he said "can we go to the sealord's palace one day?" his mother quickly dried her tears "one day we will,"
"When will that be mother?"Arthur asked
" When you're old enough"
"and when will that be?"
meralyn frowned "Arthur my sweet son don't talk too much it will put stress on your mind for now you must rest," she said
meralyn got up and headed for the door "Mother where are you going!!" Arthur cried out, he couldn't bear to be left alone "don't worry my sweet summer child I'm gonna be right back" as she headed out the door, Arthur looked up at the lady in the ceiling, she had bright blue eyes sharp cheeks, and beautiful Auburn hair.
his mother came back with a filled cup. "Arthur drink this it will help you sleep"
"But mother I don't want to.. he was cut off by meralyn " Arthur," she said angrily gritting her teeth. Arthur always loved her mother but feared her more than he loves.
Arthur reaching out for the cup grabs it and pulls it near his mouth he smells it first 'fantastic; he thinks, he drinks it quickly but then chokes and spitting it out "ARTHUR look what you've done" his mother said to him
"I'm sorry mother I never meant it was too..." too disgusting, too strong? his mother said.
the young boy nodding "dream wine at its finest Arthur, drink this cup and we will go and explore the city when your shoulder should heal" she said, upon hearing what his mother said. "do you promise mother?" he said. his mother then nodded.
Arthur this time drinking the dream wine again slowly and carefully, he wanted to puke but he looked at his mother worried 'I have to do it I have to drink this for mother; he thought and so he did he finished his cup and gave it to his mother
"Arthur I'll be back until then get comfortable" Arthur didn't like being alone now but he had to this for his mother.. or his needs.. as his mother headed out the door he felt tired and the moment he closed his eyes he blacked out.