Daphne
Louis told me not to show my fear as I watched Nash writhe on the bed, delirious with fever, and clearly suffering with unspeakable pain. I didn’t want to dampen his spirits or discourage him in anyway.
“Just believe that he’s going to get through this,” Louis told me firmly. “He’s ours, it’s fated, everything will be okay.”
Brave words from the king, but I knew he was just as terrified as I was. Now that he had marked me, his heart was practically an open book.
“Should we get a doctor?” I asked in a hushed whisper.
Louis shook his head, “This is beyond Western medicine.” He ran his fingers through his hair, But I’ve got Dr. Renshree on standby, if he gets too dehydrated or…”
He didn’t finish the list of possibilities of things that could go wrong.
We took turns laying bes
