The courtyard was empty, the horse could not have escaped so Sabre surmised he must be within the stables and that was where he found the animal, asleep in one corner of a stall nearest the brazier lit outside of it. The white pony did look a sorry mess in deed, with blood on his hind leg and his snowy white coat singed here and there. He reached down and touched the sleeping animal and in a flash of red light it became the Human male again. Jelenis looked up in confusion and then saw who stood over him and he glared.
"You bastard!" He snapped.
Sabre tutted and shook his head.
"Now....Now...you have every right to be mad....but I was feeling hurt and I took it out on you, but I am over it now....come I am all you have now the Protectorate is broken and Trayder and Bel have left you." He said softly, holding out his hand to help Jelenis to his feet.
Jelenis stood stiffly under his own steam and did not take Sabre's hand.
"You are a wicked spiteful, spoilt Bastard!" He snapped.
"How could you do this to me....and that poor girl....!"
Sabre's eyes flared.
"I love Flori!"
Jelenis almost laughed.
"You....Love...you don't know the meaning of the word!"
All that run through Sabre's head was punishing Jelenis to please Flori, bending him across his knee and whipping his bare behind like Flori had described. He smiled at the thought, but put it to one side...there was time for that.
"I am sorry Jelenis....I come to offer you food and warmth....and clothes....Flori has made me see how mean I have been, I deserved that beating earlier....it made me see how wicked I have been!"
Jelenis stared at him suspiciously and then softened, Sabre could be spiteful but he had his gentler moments....not many...but some.
"Very Well Sabre....let's go inside...and we can take it from there." He said quietly.
Sabre allowed Jelenis to lean on him as he limped across the yard and up the step into the main body of the Fortress. The Great Hall was deliciously warm and Sabre took him upstairs into a well furnished room.
"If you remove your clothes I can heal your wounds." The Demon said softly.
It was only a matter of drawing on Jelenis' demon blood and allowing it to heal him, the boy did not know how, he always had relied on the others to help him do it. Jelenis warily took his clothing off and Sabre lightly touched his leg and the wound closed and the healing power moved to the small burns and pale marks from the previous night.
"There!" He said after a moment or too.
"Perhaps a bath....I will lay out some clothes for you.....the bath is next door Jelenis."
The boy rose and turned to the bathroom and then back to Sabre.
"Thank you Sabre... I look forward to meeting Flori." He said gently.
The Demon nodded.
"She is dying to meet you properly too Jelenis."
As the boy went into the bathing area and shut the door Sabre waved his hand lightly and clothes appeared on the bed. A white shirt, brown leather breeches, a waistcoat of nut brown velvet and a pair of black leather boots.
With a nod he was satisfied and he left the room to find Flori.
