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Dreams Beneath a Starfilled Sky	By : DragonEyeZ Category: A through F > Forgotten Realms Views: 7598 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter 21: At the Death’s Doorstep

“How’s ‘t goin’?” Bruenor asked in a low voice, looking in through the ajar door.

Catti-brie looked up from her place beside Drizzt, and shook her head silently, before returning to gently stroking the drow’s hand. The dark elf had still not gained consciousness, and the clerics had nearly given up hope bringing him back from the brink between death and life on which he currently hovered. The only signs telling that he still was alive was the faint, but thankfully steady movement of his chest as it rose and fell with his shallow breaths, and the fine sheen of sweat covering him from his internal struggle with both poison and blood loss.

While Regis, Bruenor and Wulfgar had taken turns in watching over their friend, Catti-brie had not moved from her place, and had barely eaten anything – something that made Bruenor fear he would lose his daughter as well if Drizzt should lose the fight for life.

It had been a sheer miracle the Companions had managed to get to the elf’s aid in time – and that the invisibility-spell on the thugs who had attacked him had expired a short while later, making it far easier for the friends to dispatch them that it had been for Drizzt.

That was two days ago now…

The sole ruffian that had survived Wulfgar and Bruenor’s rage had been handed to Pwent in order to get told what the background for the attack on Drizzt was – seeing that criminals of this type rarely had access to magic, and especially not in large enough amount to make an entire group of ten people invisible. The thug had talked after a few hours – and emerged more holed that a Swiss Cheese – and told that the band he was in had paid a wizard for some potions of invisibility. They had planned to use them to take out Drizzt, whom they considered to be the most dangerous of the Companions, and in the hope of crippling dwa dwarves enough to ruin the guarding of Icewind Dale. They had looted the poison and the throwing-daggers from a caravan heading to the Dale, though it meant that they knew no antidote for it, nor where the poison came from.

Stumpet had managed to determine the poison to come from some large serpent, and through that knowledge, had been able to diminish the poison’s power, though she had not been able to fully cleanse iom tom the elf’s veins. The only thing they could do now was to give him a few healing spells every now and then in the hope of giving him a little more strength to fight back with, and then wait for him to recover on his own…

They had already sent a call for aid out to Alustriel, and hoped that the messenger would manage to get to Silverymoon before Drizzt’s time ran out. Bruenor sighed, and left the room, leaving Catti-brie to her watching, hoping silently that she would be able to get some rest.

* * * * * *

It was well after sunset, when Wulfgar walked to the room they all had frequently been to in the last few days. It had become a habit to them to look in when they passed, to see if Drizzt had made any progress in his recovery, and to check on Catti-brie. He, too, feared the young woman he once had loved would take her life, should Drizzt not survive, especially as she partly blamed herself for what had happened.

The young woman was asleep, he saw to his relief, lying next to the drow, her head resting on Drizzt’s chest in the fashion the barbarian knew they had grown to sleep, Drizzt’s arm almost protectively around her waist. Wulfgar turned around to leave the room, wanting to give them whatever rest they could, when he stopped dead in his tracks. Drizzt’s arm around Catti-brie? There was no way she could have placed that arm around herself. So the only explanation was that.. that…

He never finished his trail of thoughts, before he already was running down the corridors, slamming into Stumpet’s door at full speed – nearly tearing it off its hinges – and proceeded to hammer at it, waking the cleric. A muffled protest sounded within, then the lock was opened, and a sleepy-eyed dwarf looked out through the door crack.

“’Tis’d better be good..,” she muttered.

* * * * * *

Nearly the whole mine was on its feet minutes after, the message of the drow’s apparent recovery spreading through the hallways like a runaway fire, though silence still was the master of where the drow lay. Only Stumpet was in there, apart from Catti-brie and Drizzt, none wishing to disturb the two sleepers. Moving under a spell of silence, the cleric was able to move around in the room without waking them, and soon after left the room again, carefully closing the door behind her.

“Well??” Bruenor asked.

The cleric smiled.

“He’s recoverin’ slowly, though he still be very weak,” she replied. “Best let ‘im get all the rest he can.”

A collective sigh of relief left them all, and they smiled at each other, before retreating to their own beds, all agreeing to let the other two sleep as long as they could.

* * * * * *

As the sun rose over Icewind Dale, Catti-brie’s internal clock woke her up. The first thing her mind registered was the familiar, comfortable feeling of Drizzt enfolding her in his arms, and she smiled sleepily, cuddling closer to him. Then, the last days’ events came back to her in a flash, and she suddenly realized that she should not be lying like this.

Looking up, she found her eyes met with the soft, lavender orbs of Drizzt, and her heart skipped several beats of joy. She immediately hugged him tight, tears rolling freely down her cheeks, and though it was weak, her embrace was returned.

“I’ve been so scared... Ye don’t know how much I’ve missed ye..,” she whispered, loosing her hold slightly and looked up at her drow’s eyes again. “I love ye, Drizzt.. Don’t ever do that ta me again..”

“I promise..,” Drizzt replied, his voice so weak it was barely more than a breath.

Smiling, Catti-brie felt the tears running down her cheeks, and knew she had to look awful. But, at the moment, she did not care. All that mattered to her, was that her beloved was back among the living.. Settling back into his embrace, they both fell into a deep sleep again, this time each wearing smiles of happiness.

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