Mia's POV
A shiver ran through my body. I pulled the towel tighter.
"We should get you into bed," Sol suggested. Before I could protest, he was gone and back in less than a flash of light with a bundle of clothes in his hand and gave them to me. "Put these on."
I nodded as I quickly got dressed. He turned his back to me. Once I was dressed and my hair somewhat dry, Sol helped me to the bed as my feet wobbled beneath me.
The warm blankets felt like heaven against my cold skin. Sol rested on top of the covers as he pulled them tightly over me. He began pushing my hair from my face and tying it at the back of my head in a low ponytail.
I was too exhausted to fight him, so I only hummed as he took care of me.
"Do you want some tea?" I heard him asking. "It might make you feel better."
I shook my head. I couldn't even stomach the thought of eating or drinking anything right now. I just held onto his hand and pressed the coldness against my cheek.