The Torrence Keep

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As Zathaneal walked up the stone path he could see his fathers guards standing at the main gate of the family keep. He always loved the main gate entrance of the keep. The keep was actually his mothers but when his mother and father where marred father gained control well at least that is what people around midland believed but when they are inside the keep it was mother who had control of the keep.

As Zan approached the guards nodded and stopped him "Good morn' to yea' Sir Zathaneal." Said the one guard as he approached "What you got ye' self there." said the other guard pointing at the boy "I found him in the woods when i was out for my early morning walk he was being attacked by a Wild cat of some sort. I saved him and figured i would bring him home after all my mother Lady Sybelle has herbs that could treat his wounds." Said Zan with a sly smirk on his face.
"Uh oh a'right Sir Zathaneal get 'im to one of the spare rooms and get 'im treated." said the guard as he stepped out of Zan's way.

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Zathaneal & Poison Oak

As Zan took the boy threw the front door to the main keep he could see some of the workers where already starting on there daily chores. He was greeted by the main maid of the keep with quite the shock "Lord Zan what is going on here. " said the stout little maid, She had been with his family before he was adopted "Margarette please don't fuss i found him in the woods and i couldn't just let him die." Said Zan as he walked past her toward one of many doors. "Well young sir I hope your mother and father don't come home or you'll never here the end of this." "Don't worry mother and father aren't do back for sometime now." as he opened the door to the room he looked about it was one of the guest sweets.

"This should do." Said Zan as he walked over to the bed and set the boy down on the bed. Margarette followed him threw the doors and to the bed "So any chance these wounds are from a rather large cat are they." She said as she motioned for two of here maids to get the medic supplies. "Yep thats what it looked like." Said Zan as he shot a look at the maid. As the maids came with the supplies he looked toward the maid and started to itch "ummm where dose mother keep the aloe for itch." "Hahaha did the young lord get into the poison oak again." said the maid as she started to walk to the garden "Its not funny Margarette." Said Zan as he followed her itching all the while.

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Zathaneal

As Zan continued to follow the maid to the garden of the keep he could hear her giggling all the while. "Margarette stop giggling, this isn't funny at all." chirped the young lad.

"Oh but it is Lord Zan, it is." spoke the butterball of a lady. "You always run head long and don't look do you." continued the lady as she walked.

After a few minutes of walking around in the garden Margarette stopped and knelled down next to a large aloe plaint. "You know Zan your mother should just label this as Zan's plant." as her words finished she let out a large out burst of laughter.

Letting her finish Zan spoke up "Laugh it up Margarette, one of these days." but he couldn't stay mad at her for long. Hell she was like a second mother to him. She was the one to help him when mother wasn't around. He couldn't even count how many times they had this argument about his impulses that often lead into him getting into poison ivy or oak, or worse. Letting out a small chuckle at a past memory that involved him and a skunk.

"Here dear," said the maid as she handed a large leaf of the plant to him, "I'm sure you know how to make the paste for it, after all, this isn't you first time with an itch." giggled the lady, "Well my Lord, I must continue my duties," she spoke as she turned to walk away "Oh and Zan please be careful next time." she said as she pointed to a bundle of clothing that was sitting under some of the plants.

Walking over to the bundle Zan let out a small laugh, the bundle was of the clothes he thought he had left back in the woods. One of these days Margarette I'll notice you. thought the young man.

Few hours later Zan found himself watching over the boy that he had brought into his family home. This boy had not moved or showed any signs of being conscious. Maybe Zan smacked the boy to hard.