Death Twenty-Three

Myorla and Ceres stride through the door breaths later.

"We are instructed to never leave your side," Myorla says.

"We are to sleep with you, "Ceres chirps, "This will be much fun."

"Sl-Sleep with m-me?"

"Yeah, like a sleepover."

"We are instructed to stay in your rooms. Unless you'd rather sleep with Lord Jerrath?"

"Myorla! Did you just tease her?"

"I am perfectly capable of teasing when the mood arises," Myorla responds in her dull speech.

The thought of sleeping in the same bed as the Immortal Lord sends my body into a fire.

"D-Do you ha-have to be wi-with me when-when-when I use the com-comode?"

"The Immortal Lord said to never leave your side," Ceres responds.

The thought of both Myorla and Ceres standing in the same room as I do my business makes me shrivel in embarrassment.

Myorla senses my discomfort and says, "We will try to be as unobtrusive as possible but Lord Jerrath is only minding your safety."