Attn: Morgause

[le_desirous]

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[anna_morcades]

Which is why it takes her a couple of minutes to decide that perhaps this merits investigation, and come to open it.

At the sight of him she freezes a moment, and then whips the shawl from her shoulders and kneels by him, shouting for Hero.

[le_desirous]

Sagramore bleeds. That is his main occupation at the moment. But he does manage to make something that is apparently supposed to be a smile, and might look more like one if his face wasn't all smushed.

[anna_morcades]

"Holy Mother of God." The shawl slips from her hands. There's not enough of it, nowhere near enough, for all the places that bleed. "Thou fool, thou--"

[le_desirous]

He tries to say something to her, tries effectively to tell her what he's done, but he doesn't succeed. He dies a moment later, still bleeding all over her.

[anna_morcades]

She sits still a moment, white-faced. Then she bends down and kisses the ruin of his mouth, and draws the silken shawl over his face.

[fair_hero]

Hero arrives a moment later, and stops short and horrified when she sees her mistress and the gentleman who hired her. "Lady! O, lady!"

[anna_morcades]

"Nay," Morgause says thinly. "There is no need, after all."

[fair_hero]

"What should we do?" faltering.

[anna_morcades]

"Bury him."

[fair_hero]

"Should I find a man to aid?"

[anna_morcades]

"At this time of night?" Still the same distant, even tone.

[fair_hero]

"Ourselves?" quietly. She's growing up after all.

[anna_morcades]

"I think we must." She rouses a little, her face hard. "Find an old sheet, a blanket, something."

[fair_hero]

Hero goes, quickly, and comes back with the oldest she can find that's still clean, and large, and lays it down on the ground.

[anna_morcades]

"Jesu," Morgause murmurs like mockery. She looks down, but her linen nightgown is already splashed with blood. She sets her teeth, and begins, laboriously, to bundle her lover's corpse into the sheet.

[fair_hero]

She assists, as best she can, tucking the corners around him with her small skillful hands that have never, never been needed for something like this before.