He'll be back. Herbert knows that. Knows from seeing his father's coven grow over the past few centuries, knows from when he died the first time. But it doesn't make it any less heartbreaking. He squeezes his eyes shut and holds Alfred closer.
Too soon he feels the weight of sleep settling over him; sunrise is here and he must sleep. But he clutches Alfred tight to his chest and holds him as tight as he can as he falls asleep.
The moment he wakes up the next evening, he touches Alfred's cheek, his forehead, kissing his cold lips as Kroulock lifts the top off the crypt. "Alfred? Alfred my love, wake up. It's evening now, we can awaken again." He tries to keep the panic out of his voice, but it trembles faintly despite his best efforts. "Alfred? I'll go hunting for us Alfred, and get you something to eat. Anything you like I'll get it for you. But you have to wake up first."
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Date: 2021-11-28 01:57 am (UTC)Too soon he feels the weight of sleep settling over him; sunrise is here and he must sleep. But he clutches Alfred tight to his chest and holds him as tight as he can as he falls asleep.
The moment he wakes up the next evening, he touches Alfred's cheek, his forehead, kissing his cold lips as Kroulock lifts the top off the crypt. "Alfred? Alfred my love, wake up. It's evening now, we can awaken again." He tries to keep the panic out of his voice, but it trembles faintly despite his best efforts. "Alfred? I'll go hunting for us Alfred, and get you something to eat. Anything you like I'll get it for you. But you have to wake up first."