After they were done with pleasantries, Sebastian asked the High Priest if there was any precaution he needed to take regarding his Young master's health.
"There is a need for extra care, make sure that all his meals are nutritious and have him eat a few bites even if he's nauseous. This time if his temperature spikes even a little, call us immediately."
"I'm afraid a second relapse may be fatal for him."
This frightened Sebastian very much and he repeatedly assured them that he would call them immediately.
After seeing them off, he stayed by his Young master's side until dawn wiping his sweat, changing the damp cloth on his head, rubbing his lips with a wet cotton swab.....etc. just busying himself.
It was only at dawn that Mikhail showed signs of waking up.
Blink, Blink
Having just woken up Mikhail was a little disoriented as he took in the details of his room pondering over what happened.
Sebastian seeing his Young master's dazed look felt an unprecedented sense of happiness & affection.
"Young master, You are finally awake! Do you feel any discomfort?"
Sebastian asked in a soft voice as he stroked his young master's head to smooth out his messy bed hair.
Hearing that voice full of love and suppressed happiness made Mikhail's eyes red. He raised his arms towards him as if asking for a hug.
Seeing this, Sebastian gently helped him sit up and gave him a tight hug.
"Was our Young master scared? It's alright, it's all over, I'll make sure that it never happens again."
Sebastian said while patting his back smoothly as he felt his coat getting wet from tears.
Mikhail felt the softest corner of his heart be scratched making it a little itchy but his nose felt sour and the lump in his throat hurt a lot making him let out choked sobs.
Mikhail knew in his mind that he was referring to his sickness yet his heart couldn't help but think of the long miserable years he had suffered under Celestin.
"Yeah it's all over."
That was all Mikhail could say through his choking tears and parched throat.
Tired from the intense emotional relief and crying, Mikhail once again fell asleep.
Sebastian felt helpless, looking at his pitiful young master who now had puffy red eyes and tear streaked cheeks made him sigh.
He laid him back down on the bed in a comfortable position, tucked him in and gave his forehead a kiss.
It was only in the afternoon that Mikhail finally woke up.
"Young master, here's some beef porridge. I won't take any excuses, you need to take at least a few bites. It is the High Priest's instructions."
His young master liked beef the most that's why Sebastian had it made even though he knew it might be a bit heavy on his stomach but at least this will ensure that he eats a few bites.
Seeing the beef porridge, Mikhail's relaxed expression instantly changed to a disgust filled one.
He covered his mouth with one hand and ran towards the bathroom. Not even closing the door behind him as he ran straight towards the toilet and started vomiting.
Sebastian seeing such an adverse reaction was stunned for a second after which he immediately ran behind him and started patting his back to relieve him.
'Goddess Evanora just what did our young master do wrong for you to continue to torment him? Even if he committed such a heinous crime, I'm willing to suffer in his place. All I ask is for him to be happy.'
Even after emptying his barely filled stomach he still continued throw up bile after which he dry heaved until he had no more strength left.
Mikhail wasn't always like this. He used to love beef especially steak but after staying in that god awful gilded cage, it had become the one thing he could not swallow.
Sebastian washed him once again and covered him in a bathrobe before picking him up and carrying him to the bed.
Seeing the sweat soaked sheets, he took his Young master to the couch instead and called for another maid to change the bedding.
As the maid was changing the bedding, Sebastian dried off his Young master's long luscious hair with a clean towel and also wiped his forehead and nape.
Mikhail just quietly let Sebastian do whatever he wanted. He laid limply in the sofa feeling very weak.
"Brother" Mikhail called out in a feeble voice.
He had called Sebastian brother since he was little. Their status gap didn't matter to him because to him Sebastian was family and what does status matter in a family?
"Yes, Young master?" Sebastian immediately bent down to take commands.
"I don't ever want to eat beef again." Mikhail said in a fragile voice yet it was full of determination.
"Young master, what happened? Do you not like beef anymore?" Sebastian inquired in a soft voice.
"Yes. I hate it. I don't even want to be able to smell it." Mikhail replied his voice full of cold hatred.
"As you wish, Young master. I will make sure that it never happens again." Sebastian reassured in a gentle yet strong voice.
He didn't ask anymore questions about why Mikhail suddenly hated meat so much to point of not being able to stand the smell of it. He wasn't curious. To him, it didn't matter what his Young master wanted to do. As long as it was his wish, he was willing to fulfill it blindly.
"Mhm-hmm I believe in brother." Mikhail said with a faint smile.
The weak smile on his pale face with puffy eyes and tear streaked cheeks made him look even more pitiful than before.
Sebastian swore that he would never let his Young master catch even a hint of beef near him.