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Sleeping Beauty Reloaded	By : dschinny Category: +S through Z > Witcher 2, The: Assassins of Kings Views: 1938 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Animated Plantgrowth at the Mansion
The House of the Borsodis
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The night before the leshen had devoured the first intruder who dared to interfere in his human connection and then inspired it to take more, until it took it all.
It had swirled the contents within the ribcage and bowels and absorbed the fluids inside out, even the blood that continued to drizzle from the limbs and brain into the vacuum within the torso. Before the leshen cast the hull aside that consisted of skin and bones and clothing, it had gained strength from that hearty nutrition, even more than from the wine in the barrels.
Once the mess was discarded, it flowed around its host, eager to restore the bond to full extent. It still wanted more, but the host struggled, pain reflected through the bond. The leshen reduced the pressure from the knot the intruder had retracted from her body and just grew a new branch into her, to absorb the last fluids of the intruder, cleaning and healing her sores to get a favorable reaction through their chemical bond.
The leshen realized that even with the little moisture it took, its host was drained, even poisoned by the nutrition their cavernous location provided them. She flickered in and out of consciousness even without the embedded roots feeding from her.
The leshen could not derive a plan anymore from her mumbling or moving, but hoisted her up nevertheless. It pushed her up the stairs, urged her to take hold on the iron handrail and propped her upright against the door. That was where she had wanted to go before the intruder interrupted?
It slapped her lightly, nudged her, squeezed her until she got around, saw that iron thing and twisted it. The blocking wood plate on top of the human made stone cave swung inside. The leshen scrambled to avoid the iron covering the wood and then squeezed into the aisle.
Velita was held upright by the leshen, shuffled her bare feet to avoid stepping on it, at the same time, she did not believe that her feet could do much harm to the arm-width tentacles that creped over the floor. She needed water, light, warmth so badly - but at the same time, she did not want to be seen.
Soundlessly, she opened the kitchen door, just a crack. Thankfully, it was empty. She had to hurry, Cass would be back soon, to prepare lunch for everybody. Velita drank water from a tankard to quell her burning thirst and then poured hot water into a bowl to wash the litter caked blood stains and off her face and bust.
She wasn’t sure how the count had ended. She had passed out and as she woke, the leshen was pushy. The count’s weight on top of her had been removed, her face and neck and back were smeared with dried blood and wine.
Somebody yelled hysterically behind her, Velita grabbed a loaf of bread and fled through the kitchen’s backdoor, crushing into Jun and Gene who came down the stairs. The leshen fled and she just managed to push down the door handle of the backdoor into the rose garden before the leshen went gate crashing.
They vanished among the labyrinth of evergreen bushes that parted the rose garden from the training grounds.
Velita just squatted and the animated plant growth closed around her like the skins of an onion. She sat cross legged to allow the leshen to close out the frost. She leaned her back comfortably into the interlocking branches. Her hands and face were clean, she was warm, the bread loaf was still warm as well. She ate and cared for nothing. The count was dead. She was alive and free.
Half an hour later, there was a commotion in the court. Horses whinnied, a cart moved, heavy loads where thrown around, a boy whined. Fabian, Velita corrected herself. They were leaving? Yes, every human soul left. She was left behind. She was no human being any longer.
The leshen throbbed. It felt that she enjoyed food and noticed it was a bit hungry as well.
Velita went through the garden and around the count’s wing. She peeked around the corner of the barn. The dogs noticed her; ears turned back, teeth bared. They couldn’t just leave the dogs behind in the kennel? Who should feed them?
But first things first. A satisfied leshen was a peaceful leshen. There were barrels of apple juice in the barn that were brewing into cider. She opened the first one, dipped her hand through the layer of yolk that had gathered on the surface, reached into the juice and drank a bit. The juice was bubbling already, but it had far less alcohol than the wine. She would not poison herself drinking this.
She rubbed her hand along a tentacle, rose it up from her hip and dipped it into the barrel, “Would you like some?” she offered. The leshen liked it. “Would you let me go while you drink? I should get food for the dogs as well.” Whenever the leshen understood her words or not, it kept her hips wrapped tightly as more tentacles slivered into the barrel.
Afterwards, Velita tried the front door and the kitchen door. But she had been locked out and had to walk all the way around the mansion again to slip in through the backdoor. She would have to get the keys from the wine cellars door, but she was death tired and just wanted to rest against the kitchen oven. But the leshen hated fire and had a different idea. It dragged her up to the first floor and entered the lady’s rooms.
While Velita had not seen such splendor in the two decades, all was naught to her now.
But the bed looked nice. She would stay and get some rest.
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