EveLeaf

This is where I keep my uninspired drivel while I wait for it to morph into butterfly-esque brilliance. Might be a long wait.

Thursday, April 21, 2005

Chapter 3

“I am exceedingly sorry, your Highness,” Doctor Merrill said, stepping into the hallway and closing the door behind him. His voice, thin and precise, conveyed every impression except apology. “Had I but known you were on the way, I would certainly have delayed the…er…the treatment.”

“What are you talking about?”

“A sedative.”

“Good doctor, I pray you are joking.”

“I surely am not. The patient was in extreme discomfort, and—“

“How long do you expect him to sleep?”

“I cannot say for certain. It was a most effective dose. Very likely he will not stir until the morning, at the soonest. As I said, a most effective dose.”

Tomorrow morning?” Had she been a little younger, Eve might have stamped her foot in frustration. “Sir, this arrangement is not acceptable. I need to speak with him immediately. He may have information that can serve us in this time of crisis—“

“That is your business and more than I know. His health is mine.”

Eve took a deep breath and blew it out slowly. “You are right. It cannot be helped." She paused, deciding on a different tactic. "Doctor, you’ve been with him all this time. Did he – has he said anything, regained any memory of who he is and what he came to us for?”

The older man shook his head gravely, his manner changing to one of accomodation. “Lord Jeed and his associates have already questioned the patient at great -- I say, at excessive -- length, and if I may say so, tired him out considerably. He could tell them nothing useful. I gather he has no recollection of anything that occurred before he arrived at our gates.”

Eve was lost in thought. “And yet…you know, it seems my Father sent him to us, but why? Of what use could one man be?”

“Your highness, I would not venture a presumption in matters of state. Just as I expect you to make no presumption in matters of ... medicine.” He gave an amused chuckle.

“I see.” Eve laid a hand on his arm. “Thank you for your help, doctor. Your expertise has been invaluable. Promise me you’ll send for me the moment he’s awake.”

“But of course. The very moment.”

2 Comments:

Anonymous Anonymous said...

Eve,
Nice. Do you mean the doctor to be slightly sinister, or just annoying. Because I get that distinct impression at the beginning of the chapter, and then it just fades away and he becomes a normal, rational character. I suggest, for fun's sake, to improve his dialouge at the end by making him more consistently sinister/annoying. But, of course, that may not have been your intention.
Carly

7:59 AM  
Blogger EveLeaf said...

I wanted the doctor to have a hint of sinister, but nothing more. How specifically would you suggest I acheive that?

9:10 AM  

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