“Your Majesty… am I going to have to chokehold you to get this smoothie down your throat again or did you learn from last time. It strawberry banana~” call Vertoria what you want, but she is one determined being.
The grizzled man in front of her glared, unable to understand why this strange woman took such an interest in his wellbeing. "And just what makes you think the flavor makes a difference?!" He barked before remembering just how stubborn she could be.
"David..you know she will never relent..." the dark haired man in gold amd black armor reinforced as if reading his mind, the reminder forcing him to rethink.
"...Fine.." The king relented, wanting to avoid a greater irritation "but only a fucken sip.."
“You seemed to really hate the taste of the blueberry one earlier and i figured i would try fruit before trying more veggie based smoothies.” The halfbreed grinned, offering up the glass. A sip was still a sip and a win in her book. Call her what he wanted, but Vertoria was on a mission to make David take care of himself! And she wasn’t the only one either. If David had noticed, she had also gotten the staff and guards involved in making sure David had access to hydrating fluids and non perishable snacks at almost all times.
Not to mention, she had also gotten some of the smaller kids to try to get him to rest by claiming help with bad dreams and under the bed monsters. “… and where is that protection charm I gave you? Did you throw it out the window?”
"I still don't understand why you seem so infernus-bent on wasting your damn time seeing to my upkeep", he grumbled taking a slow sip of the drink in a manner intentionally exxagerated so there could be no doubt he had actually done so, "as for the charm, Altraeus has it, I dont need protecting."
In truth, despite his outward protests, some inner part of him appreciated the efforts of this strange woman and those who seemed to act to aid her. He had known of the efforts of some castle residents even before her arrival and though he never understood why they seemed to care, he never put much physical effort into resisting when he caught them trying to tend to him, as if his body craved the care in some reach of himself with which he was unfamiliar.
"My apologies, m'lady, he was quite insistent I take it with me on my last trip to the Scarphe outpost", the far more gentlemanly knight said producing the charm from under the collar of his chestpiece, "it is rather potent, I dare say it saved my life."
