Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-28358106-20160726175355/@comment-28358106-20160728012943

Lucida is on a bed alone, her tail curled up into a little ball, both sets of her arms wrapped around herself, her runes faded. She didn't react when Praetor took her hand, but with the bread close to her face, her expression suddenly becomes fierce and she shouts.

"I've told those two already that I don't need to eat!!  Why don't they listen to me??  I'm a Golem!  I don't... I...I..."

Her face melts into sorrow, and she unravels and wraps both sets of arms around Praetor weakly, trembling as tears again begin to flow. "Oh...oh...I'm so sorry, Sir Praetor...I didn't mean to yell...I'm so sorry...please...don't leave..."

She weeps silently as he holds her. After a short time she speaks, her voice shaky and quiet. "I can't sleep because every time I close my eyes it's so dark.  It looks just like Him.  He was so dark...it hurt just to look at him.  I couldn't do anything.  I could only watch.  And every time I close my eyes I see His face.  He turned and looked at me.  Right at me.  I've never been so scared..."

She calms down a bit, but her voice is still unsteady. "Please, Sir Praetor, please stay with me a while.  Please don't leave.  I don't want to be all alone again.  Mama and Papa are both gone. Uncle Hound isn't here.   Aegis and Ferra and Aurum...you're all I have left.  Please..."

Lucida's pleas fall upon a fatigued Praetor, as he decides what to do...