A Lord To Serve

For hours, the hospital room of complete white had been dead silent, although there had been two people present. They sat near each other, yet they spoke no words as they stared blankly at the wall, almost like they were trying to disregard each other's presence.

The atmosphere was slightly awkward between the two. Both bore hair with bright colours of flame. One, sat on the bed with hair of half orange and half gold while the other, a female with hair of bright scarlet was sat upon a stool to his side, hints of sweat on her face and her hands clenched on her lap. 

But that all suddenly changed. The man on the bed abruptly sighed and sat up straight, catching her by surprise after he had kept to himself and ignored her for so long.

"What do you want… "He muttered, taking a deep breath and shaking his head. "You said we met before right? What's your name, and state your purpose…"