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Torvil leaned back, bowing his head a little. "Alright then," he murmured. His eyes were starting to glaze over now, as he was still funneling a good portion of his own life source into her body. His breathing was beginning to become shallow and light, but he knew that it was probably the only thing allowing her to move at the moment, so he wasn't going to give up and potentially kill her.

He'd die first.

His hands were starting to shake as he sat there, his skin growing paler and paler by the minute as he kept up his infusion.

She wouldn't be able to stop it unless she distracted him completely from the task, and that was hard to do now days.

Torvil's arms wrapped around her weakly as he let go of the infusion. He knew that she was going to get even with him, but in a moment it wasn't going to matter.

Letting go took effort, since it was easier for him to keep spells going than to start or stop them. His eyes rolled back into his head and he tried very hard to stay conscious.

His body shook weakly and his breathing came in short bursts, slowly he started to level out, but he could feel a deeper connection to Morgana, he knew it would fade over time as Morgana's body rebuilt it's own life force, but for the moment, Torvil felt every ounce of pain she did, and he hoped that would help her bear it and recover.

"Heat the tent," He said weakly to the healers. "Then seal it and let no one in or out, and leave us be."

The healers ran to comply.

"No," Torvil said calmly, turning his head and tracking Morgana as he walked. "And to answer your question. No, I was not trying to leave you alone in this world, I was trying to keep you in it so I wouldn't be," He coughed into the back of his hand and shook his head. "I over did it, I'm not used to these new powers yet. I told you things were changing with my abilities and now I know why. Yuan was grooming me to be his replacement, and I fear that it won't be much longer before Yeria comes looking for you to take on her old position as Priestess as she takes her mother's place. He said as much when he passed."

Torvil turned his body slowly and patted the ground beside him. "Please sit with me awhile, while we recover? We both need our strength, and it has been far too long since we've been near each other and not having to worry about the enemy coming down about our ears," He coughed again covering his mouth a second time.

"I love you, and I have missed you very much,"

Torvil rested his head atop hers, and let out a gentle sigh. "It won't be much longer now my love," He closed his eyes, letting himself begin to drift into a light trance state, feeling the world around him so he wasn't totally out of the loop. He could sense Morgana now very keenly, she had this sort of glow about her, that made him feel stronger when she was near. Granted, it was because she was holding the majority of his life energy, but it was more than that. The fact that she had mastered the elements made her very close to him.

Very, very close.

Taking a deep breath he pulled her tighter to his body, he started to heat the air in the tent more, pulling it from the fire directly, risky, but well worth the increased temperatures.

"We will win this, one way or another."

The tent flap rippled but refused to open, as someone outside tried to enter the tent. No sound came from outside, but it was obvious by the way the tent flap was being assaulted that whoever was there had urgent news.

Torvil sighed and shook his head. "Let her in..."

Torvil sighed and raised his hand again. "She won't accept it Yeria," The tent flap stopped rustling and opened a little then flipped shut again. Torvil turned slowly and moved to Morgana, wrapping his arms around her and pulling her close to his chest.

"She will leave you be," He murmured gently. He knew it was only a matter of time before Yeria would return to ask again, but Torvil would keep her at bay.

Why should this be foisted on them.. He'd had no choice... Yuan had forced this on him... He would not let the same happen to Morgana.

"You cut your hair rather short there love," Torvil murmured, letting the subject go. He wasn't going to let Yeria force this on her, not now, not while he had the power to stop her.

Brushing her cheek he pulled her close, kissing her as soundly as he dared, with all the energy he could gather. Little bits of static jumped from his body to hers, anywhere they touched.

Torvil chuckled, pulling her closer to him and smiling. "As I have missed yours dear one," He leaned in again, kissing her softly, again causing sparks to jump between them. He wasn't sure WHY they were doing that now, but he had a feeling it had to do with the elemental energies they both held in check.

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Yeria grumbled and sat at the totem. Torvil had sent her away, but what he did not know, was she had power as High Priestess. She stood before the grand totem and she touched it gently.

Dreaming one, the time has come to pass the mantle, but the one I chose to take my place refuses. I have taken my mother's spot, as she did hers, what shall I do?

The Ivory totem rumbled slightly, and Yeria gasped as images invaded her mind. Slowly, they began to make sense and she nodded. "As you command," She murmured, and moved over to the totem of the Serpent. Touching it lightly with her fingers she began to chant.



Her voice echoed through the temple, and all the air went still.

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Torvil kissed Morgana as he felt the static tingle in his body increase, blue sparks jumped between their skin and lips as the couple remained entwined. He knew what was happening, and he felt the anger rise in his heart. But it was too late, Yeria had done what she had sworn she would do. He would just have to hope Morgana would understand...