Historically inaccurate platonic Remile fanfiction
Hello! Thought I might post this, since it’s pretty old.
Times were hard. Emil was constantly working, blessing souls that were
far gone and praying for those who barely had any hope of survival. As
a priest, it was his job to cure the abundance of sick townspeople,
and today was no exception. Today, similar to the days before, Emil
was to sit in the warm hospital and watch as the ill lumbered in from
the cold outside, each with the same problem and the same needs, all
wanting something different. He would always put on a warm smile and
help them the way he knew how, feed them a brew of strong herbs, ask
his lord to have mercy on their poor soul, and when it came to it, he
would have to do his least favourite part of his job, let out their
impure blood with a blade. The same routine went on for hours,
uttering words to the lord until his throat was sore, burning his
fingers making tea, comforting dreary peasants, and grimacing as he
had to dig at their skin and watch as the blood drained into a pewter
bowl.
When the sun started its colourful decline, Emil decided it was time
to sort and pack up his supplies. As he packed, the sky turned a devil
red and the sun slunk down to the hills, ending another tiring day.
Before Emil had finished, a tall man in a cobble grey cloak hobbled
in, head down, smelling of sickness and mould. His dark hair was
slicked to his sweaty forehead, breathing ragged. As the figure limped
up to him, he could hear a deep rasping voice.
“You, are you the doctor?” The man spoke, lifting his blank stare to
meet Emil’s concerned eyes. The priest hesitated. He was supposed to
pack up at this time, but the young man looked so helpless, shaking
with every uneven breath he took.
“Well?” He rasped,
“I didn't walk all the way over here for nothing, did I? Wheres the
doctor?” Emil stared up at the man, then spoke in a soft voice,
“I am a doctor, Do you need my assistance?”
“What does it look like! Do you think I wobbled in here just to say
hi? Help me!” the man plopped himself onto one of the spare beds,
resting his sweat-drenched head on a feather filled pillow. Emil
looked down upon the man with an uncomfortable gaze, a small frown
tugging at his lips.
“I was about to pack up,” He replied,
“Maybe you could come back tomorrow when we are open. I would be happy
to treat you then.” The man scoffed,
“Do I look like I could last another day? C’mon, you’ve got to help
me, my head feels like it's bashed in, and all my limbs are on fire.
Help me. Please.” His voice lowered to a pleading whisper, salty tears
forming in the corners of his bloodshot eyes. Emil gave way to the
dramatic man with a sigh, taking a few bottles and jars from the
cupboards. As he took out the various herbs and books, he went through
the usual questions.
“What name do you use?”
“Remy, its… its a family name.” He gulped as Emil placed down the last
of his supplies, a red-stained bloodletting knife.
“Well, Remy, how long have you been feeling ‘like your head has been
bashed in’?” The man in question pondered for a moment, clicking his
tongue in thought.
“‘ ’Bout a week? Maybe more. To be honest, I've started to lose track
of time, being cooped up inside day and night.” Emil let out a
surprised sound, turning to look at Remy’s tired face.
“How did you get here? You should barely be able to speak, let alone
walk all the way out here!” remy scoffed, smile playing on his chapped
mouth,
“Well im not the doctor here, you'd be the best person to answer
that.” He didnt wait for the doctor to answer,
“I walked, It took ages. Nobody wanted to help a sick peasant, one
look at me and they're sprinting to the other side of the path.” Emil
started piling up the necessary components, grimacing as he held the
various dead animals, some parts missing from their limp bodies. He
grabbed a bottle of brown liquid, gently tossing it onto the cot Remy
occupied, along with an onion and a few mystery plants.
going to post part 2 soon.
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