Michael coughed, wincing while his eyes looked up at his husband. He couldn't answer who or what, too much in pain to speak. When he was lifted, there was a whimper out of him, though he quieted down in his husband's arms.<br/><br/>By the time they reached the healer, Michael looked pale and weak, but the healer did what they could to save him. In the end, it wasn't enough and when the older woman came out, her eyes were watery.<br/><br/>"I tried, but he was to weak. And he lost too much blood. I'm sorry my king." She stepped to the side, giving him space to visit his love in privacy. While Michael lay there on the cot, still, his eyes dim and lifeless.<br/><br/>From outside, the healer spoke up. "He was attacked by a vampire. And yes, they're strong, but this vampire was old. An ancient like you my king. I'm also sad to say that he suffered. From the bite marks to the broken bones in his back." Though the healer did clean up the blood and the fatal bite mark, making him look better and clean. And out of respect to him and his king.