"…me?"
"Yes, you."
Vitaria nodded.
Lavinia hesitated at first, but as her eyes fell on Kael, his trembling body, sweat pouring down his face, his jaw clenched as if he was in pain, she nodded with a determined look on her face.
"O-Okay."
"Hold him."
Vitaria instructed quietly.
"…yes."
Lavinia muttered under her breath. This obviously wasn't the first time she was going to do this, but for some reason, today, her hands felt strangely heavy as she reached forward.
Slowly, she wrapped her arms around Kael's chest, pressing her cheek against his shoulder. His body was burning hot, far hotter than it should have been, but she did not let go.
"Right, I forgot to mention this before. Even if it was caused by a nightmare, right now, Father is sick, and like most sicknesses, this sickness can infect others if they get too close.
So if you continue, be aware that your body may develop a fever as well.
You can stop if you wan—"
"Is this enough or do I need to get closer?"
