Small Magic Lesson

Lucas snapped awake at the slightest movement. The weeks in the dangerous mountains had attuned his senses to be alert even whilst asleep. Arya had crawled over to Eva and cuddled into her chest. The sight would have been adorable if Eva's face was not so ashen. He reached up and touched her forehead.

Her fever had returned. He cursed under his breath and scooped up Arya. She protested lightly in her sleep but settled against him easy enough. He crossed their bedroom and silently opened the door. One maid was standing outside their room.

"Take her to the nursery and call for Master Fiora." He placed the sleeping toddler in her arms and moved back into the bedroom with a look of worry.