Edric Vanyan
The Historian King
Glyph was bringing food to Felicity again, he had decided to do this for two reasons that were rather interesting to himself too. He refused to take food that he knew she would be there for, which included all times he had made sure that he had gotten her schedule down before hand. Or if she was there she was still asleep, it had been a few days now he had been doing this for his old friend, leaving the food there while she slept or while she was out of the room or on her way back. Of course this was on the times when she was not eating dinner with her mother or elsewise in bed.
He sighed and had looked after his friend a few times past the food, taking the guard duties that patrolled the hall no matter how many per day he signed up for, even patrolling it when there was no patrol. HE was not going to see his friend be injured again like she had been in the state before hand, his eyes making sure she was in the room every twenty minutes during the night. He didn't understand what was with him but when he had seen her return the state she was in was not something he wanted to see ever again.
So with that he silently pushed into the room that morning, thinking she was still fast asleep. The food held in his hands on a tray.
[member="Felicity Mason"]
He sighed and had looked after his friend a few times past the food, taking the guard duties that patrolled the hall no matter how many per day he signed up for, even patrolling it when there was no patrol. HE was not going to see his friend be injured again like she had been in the state before hand, his eyes making sure she was in the room every twenty minutes during the night. He didn't understand what was with him but when he had seen her return the state she was in was not something he wanted to see ever again.
So with that he silently pushed into the room that morning, thinking she was still fast asleep. The food held in his hands on a tray.
[member="Felicity Mason"]