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Post by Philippe on Feb 6, 2008 8:42:53 GMT -5
*Philippe shifted in his fevered sleep.*
He hit the man, again and again until he now longer moved.
A loud scream.
Rebecca's
"You've killed him, you monster!."
He tried to stop her to tell her that he didn't mean to but she simply grabbed the body of the man. Sobbing she cried.
"I loved him and you killed him."
Philippe dropped the whip as he heard a howl.
"No!!!"
It took a long time to realise that is was coming from him.
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Post by Rebecca on Feb 6, 2008 8:51:16 GMT -5
*Rebecca got a cool cloth and sponged Philippe's forehead long into the night. The doctor had gone, and a servant waited in the hall, but she was alone as her husband tossed and turned restlessly in his sleep.
She felt at a loss as to how to help him.*
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Post by Philippe on Feb 6, 2008 8:59:58 GMT -5
*Slowly Philippe opened his eyes.*
"Why is it so dark?."
*He began to shiver.*
((Any idea when you'll be back on?))
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Post by Rebecca on Feb 6, 2008 11:15:02 GMT -5
((Now?))
*Becca drew the covers over him gently, stroking the hair back from his forehead.*
"It's a little after midnight," *she whispered.* "You should sleep."
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Post by Philippe on Feb 6, 2008 11:27:37 GMT -5
*Philippe grasped her hand.*
"Stay. Please."
*Exhausted, he closed his eyes again.*
"Please do not leave me."
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Post by Rebecca on Feb 6, 2008 11:57:20 GMT -5
*Becca wondered if he meant just for now...or if he was lucid enough to be addressing the ultimatum decision she'd been faced with.*
"I will be here when you next awaken," *she said softly, sitting on the edge of the bed and holding his hand in hers.*
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Post by Philippe on Feb 6, 2008 11:59:49 GMT -5
*With a sigh Philippe dropped into an uneasily sleep in which his dreams were all of himself, alone again. Unknowing, during the night he spoke aloud.*
"But I love you Rebecca, even if loving you will kill me."
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Post by Rebecca on Feb 6, 2008 12:04:40 GMT -5
*Becca was jolted from her reverie and jerked back, standing and gazing at him in horror.*
And kill him it will...unless...
*She went to the window to watch the rising sun.*
I save him.
*She sat by the window with some turmoil of spirit. What if she should fall in love with someone else? She was so young...she hadn't planned on being married, but...when it was her choice--would she take the freedom and run? Or did she owe her life to this man who loved her for reasons only he knew?[/i]
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Post by Philippe on Feb 6, 2008 12:07:38 GMT -5
**********Morning.*********
*Philippe slowly opened his eyes. He glanced over to the window to see Rebecca standing there. His mouth felt like sandpaper. Turning to his bedside table he took a sip of water before speaking weakly.*
"What has happened?."
*His hand shook on the glass.*
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Post by Rebecca on Feb 6, 2008 12:09:32 GMT -5
*Rebecca returned to his side and steadied his hand on the water glass.*
"You took a bad spell. The doctor says it was something to do with your heart. You must rest."
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Post by Philippe on Feb 6, 2008 12:12:11 GMT -5
*Philippe frowned.*
"I do not rest."
*He tried to moved but fell back exhausted.*
"But perhaps it is the only option."
*He looked up at Rebecca.*
"You do not have stay, I have no power to make you."
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Post by Rebecca on Feb 6, 2008 12:14:46 GMT -5
"No, I want to," *she said, sitting down beside the bed.* "The doctor said he will call again after breakfast. Do you want anything sent up?"
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Post by Philippe on Feb 6, 2008 12:16:13 GMT -5
"No, thank you. I do not think I could eat." *He paused.* "I spoke to my mother."
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Post by Rebecca on Feb 6, 2008 12:19:28 GMT -5
"Did she poison you?" *asked Rebecca with a giggle before she could stop herself.*
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Post by Philippe on Feb 6, 2008 12:21:28 GMT -5
*Philippe chuckled.* No, she would then have my brother in my position which is what I informed her. In doing that she has agreed to your fathers proposal. *He looked intently for her reaction.*
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