Myra hadn't liked hearing him groaning in pain. She wanted to make him feel better but wasn't entirely sure how. Especially since she didn't know what was wrong with him. Just that he was in pain. He saw the little beads of sweat forming on his forehead. She made sure to encourage him to keep moving. Mother said the best thing to do to help ailing people is encourage them to hold on or keep fighting. She was worried about him furhter when he stumbled to the bed. Looking at him. Crossing her arms expectantly. "I know that." She said with a giggle and was trying to keep a serious frowny face at him lying. It was hard when he admitted he'd lied. She looked at him and nodded her head. "I've done that quite a few times growing up." She said with a smile. Then frowned again. Actually truly frowning this time. "I don't think it is. That would explain it. First time spells are a doozy. That is what my ancestor used to say. Least she wrote it in her diary. I found it. Her names Morgan Le Faye." She said with a smile. istening to him speaking. "You look really bad Draydon. I'm worried about you. I might not have known you long but I'm worried about my friend."<br/><br/>She was glad he hadn't commented upon the fact she was a princess. Maybe it had slipped past him when she stated her eldest brother was heir to the throne. She could hope right? She just wanted to be treated normal. Like she wasn't a princess. Tilting her head a bit. Aloe would help soothe the pain but it wouldn't help anything inside. She felt bad she wasn't much use. She was happy just specializing in Elemental magic. She wanted to be the best in elemental magic. Of all elements. She would be the master elemental mage. She looked at him. Turning bright red as he pulled his shirt up. Trying to be discreet about the fact she was staring at his muscles. Fascination on her face. She had never seen a male's torso before. She found it quite attractive. What she saw of it anyways. These thoughts made her blush such a bright shade of red if you threw green on her you could say she wore christmas.<br/><br/>She turned back to normal color when he fell off the bed. Gasping as she saw the red blot. That meant internal bleeding. Her eyes widened. She pulled him up to sitting. Climbing up onto the bed and linked her arms up under his arm pits. Straining as she scooted backwards to pull him onto the bed. After she managed to get him up she panted. "I'll get you a healer my friend." She said softly. Yiping as she fell off the edge of the bed she hadn't realized she'd been on. She blushed and got up. Hurrying out of the room but stopped. Her eyes caught the glowing of her friends form. "Huh?" He said in curious puzzlement. Shaking her head in was so curious about it. She then ran from the room. Heading to an area in the castle was filled with flowers. Running there and entering it.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">A beautiful woman of around fifty years of age sat in the garden of flowers. (see image at end) Singing a soft song. (see song below) She heard footsteps but didn't say anything. Finishing her song. She stood and turned to look. "What brings you here so quickly by darling?" She asked with a smile. Her voice playful and full of life. Wild and carefree as she had been the day she met her husband when he was just a prince. She looked concerned when she saw the look on her daughter's face.</span>Myra was worried. "Mother. My new friend Draydon hast blotching on his stomach. He needs a healer and your the best there is. Please hurry." She said. Taking ahold of her mother's hand and urging her in the other direction.<span style="font-style: italic">"Yes. Right away." She said. Following quickly.</span><br/><br/>Myra pulled her mother quickly through the halls. Hoping her mother could heal her new friend. Rushing through the bedroom door as she hurried and crawled up on the bed beside Draydon. Who was laying long ways across the width of the bed.<span style="font-style: italic">Queen Natara, also just known as Natara by many, rushed into the room and looked at the male her daughter was sitting against. "My...you have such a strangely dressed friend. Thats my girl." She said with a giggle. Moving around the bed and moved Draydon to laying long ways on the bed. She then began to check it out. Along with the rest of Draydon. "What happened?"</span>Myra looked at her. "You can't tell anyone but he developed a time spell. He isn't from now. He is from the future. It was his first time using it. You have to help him mother. Please." She said softly.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">Natara nodded her head. "I see. Yes. I promise it'll be our little secret. That explains it. An underdeveloped spell usually almost ALWAYS has side effects. This is surely a side effect. A sign that this is one of those side effects. I'm not sure what all side effects. I will heal this bleeding along with any other injuries in or on his body. Just relax Myra. He is in good hands."</span>Myra nodded her head. Glad her mother would keep their secret. She watched to see what would be done. Side effects? That didn't sound good. She would support and help her friend through whatever may come their way!<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">Myra's mother took her hand. Healing any injury she came to no matter how minor. Each time she cast the healing spell a white glow enveloped her entire hand. She lifted his shirt to see up under it. "My...isn't he pretty." She looked to her daughter. "You should keep this one sweetie he's a good pick." She said with a giggle.{/i] Myra turned bright red as her mother lifted his shirt. Then it turned to beet red when her mother said that. "MOTHER!" She exclaimed in shock.<br/><br/>[i]Natara soon rested her hand on his rib cage. She began chanting. "Rivers of light...hear my plight. Help me mend these major injuries nice and tight." She said. The glow around her hand grew brighter and larger. Seeping into the pores of the guys skin.  The red splotching shrinking down and going away as the spell continued to glow. Shrinking into the skin only to reform. Internal bleeding being stopped. Melted away, mended, and healed as she continued the spell nonstop. The ribs began mending themselves. Healing with minimal pain. As soon as the healing was 100% complete she stopped. Quite drained after such massive amounts of heaing. "Alright Myra. We'll wait until he wakes. I would like to meet this strange man personally. As well as to tell him anymore physical ailments to send for me." She said with a smile.</span>Myra watched the major healing process enthralled. She could barely heal minor injuries with magic. Then again she didn't care to really learn to either. She hoped Draydon woke soon. "Alright mother. Thank you so much."<br/><br/><object height="360" width="640"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/UwED28ut5WY"/><param name="wmode" value="transparent"/><embed height="360" src="https://www.youtube.com/v/UwED28ut5WY" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="640" wmode="transparent"/></object><br/><br/><a class="postlink" href="http://i833.photobucket.com/albums/zz260/TimeKeys/29_zps8b5d3f19-1.jpg">[ img ]</a><br/>Natara<br/>Height 5' 6"