[Accidental Video]

[maddest]

[Like so many recently, Break wakes up with a thrashing scream. He falls off the bed and into the view of the PCD, along with a shower of white feathers, wings collapsing down around him awkwardly. He gasps for a few moments, face buried in his hands, and stays like that.

There are some things it hurts just to remember, never mind to experience. Yes, even like that. It's a long moment before he gets control of himself and lifts his head, turning to look groggily at the little device.]

Oh, for the love of-

[Click. The video shuts off.]

Comments

[lastdragonlord.livejournal.com]

Originally I was meant to be the physician's assistant, but after I saved his life from a vengeful sorceress at a feast, Uther - the king - made me the crown prince's manservant.

I bring him his food and dress him in the morning, and tidy up his room after he leaves and make sure to stoke the fire during the cold seasons. I maintain all of his clothes - mending rips and shining boots, and I assist him in and out of his armor during tournaments. I accompany him on hunting trips and tend to his horse and carry all of the supplies, and I serve him during feasts and make sure that he's not for want of food or wine.

I draw baths for him and empty his chamberpot and take his laundry down to the laundress, mend broken links or dents in his armor and polish his sword.

I also make sure that he doesn't die.

[mister-hatter.livejournal.com]

The trials and tribulations of servantry. I myself care for a young lady of the noblesse. Things are equally- sticky, occasionally.

[lastdragonlord.livejournal.com]

They do seem to like to get themselves into trouble, don't they?