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Panic! at the ball

Whumptember day 5 - drugged

Time for a new au!! This time James is in a royal setting.

Inspiration for this particular piece came from this post.

Haven't decided who I want the guard to be, so he will simply go by "Guard" for now. Will I ever decide? Only time will tell. xD

CW: drugging/poisoning, as well as description of it's effects.

James looked out over the hall, music swelled and colors swirled across the floor in a flurry of extravagant skirts and capes as his guests danced. Soon he would join, but first he would drink. It was nice to pause for a few minutes, the evening would be long. He took a long sip of his wine; dark red and smooth, with a hint of sweetness of summer berries. One of the best from his wine cellar. Only the best was appropriate for such an occasion, after all. And what an occasion it was! People had gathered from near and far for the event.

Another song went by, and as James took another sip from his goblet of wine, his vision blurred for a few moments and his legs wobbled slightly, as if the floor had just shifted under him. Frowning, James shook his head and blinked a couple of times, as if that would help clear the fog that had settled in his mind.

"What a lovely evening, Your Majesty,"

James turned to see who had spoken; a noble he had met many times before. Now wasn't the ideal time for a conversation though, his thoughts moved slowly as if stuck in mud and before James could really process what the man had said, he had already continued babbling about the evening; all too happy for the chance to speak with the King. James only nodded and vaguely agreed, he wasn't focused on the conversation. Something was very, very wrong. Unease slowly crawled across his skin and suddenly his stomach churned painfully, which drew a gasp from his lips, but the noble didn't seem to notice. Something was definitely wrong, indeed. James was feeling worse by the second, the dizziness grew and with it came nausea. Was he getting sick? But this was so sudden…

Cold chills of horror washed over James as he stared down in his half empty goblet of wine and realization set in. Poison. The thought drifted through his foggy mind. He had to get help, now. Frantically, James looked around for a guard, someone he knew he could really trust.

"Sire, are you- " The noble began, as he noticed something wasn’t quite right, but James held up a hand and cut him off before he turned away. Rude, but there was no time for politeness now. He'd spotted Guard not far away, that was who he needed to get to. James knew he could trust him.

Cold sweat broke out along his skin as James stepped across the floor on unsteady legs, accompanied by a dull ache spreading through his body. He felt awful, and terrified. Just staying upright, and focusing, was starting to feel like more and more of a challenge.

The music, the voices and the bright clothes from all the guests seemed to blur together as James slowly walked across the floor, swaying, but he managed to stay upright. Well, just about. Wasn't easy when his legs felt about as steady as jelly.

All his remaining focus was on Guard. He had to get there, it wasn't far now. Just a little further… James was rapidly growing weaker, he stumbled and nearly lost his balance. The goblet slipped from his grip and as it crashed to the floor, the remainder of the wine splattered across it; dark red, almost like blood. For a moment, James stared at it, dazed.

That seemed to have drawn people's attention, and some looked over and started to whisper about what was going on but James couldn't focus on what they were saying. He just had to keep walking, but it was hard when he was so dizzy and every step hurt. As his gaze went to Guard again they locked eyes and worry flashed across the guard’s face. "Help me…” His voice did not come out as strong as intended, and it was laced with fear. James’ eyelids fluttered and through half closed eyes could see the vague shape of Guard rushing towards him. “Help…” His quiet voice trailed off as his legs buckled underneath him, but rather than crashing down on the hard stone floor, he was caught by the guard's strong arms and sank against his chest.

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