Feeding Him

Hearing footsteps, Everett snapped irritably,

 

"Get out. Stop bothering me!"

 

Tobias chuckled awkwardly and scratched his head.

 

"You see? The young master almost never loses his temper… but now, even I'm afraid of him. And his fever's not letting up. Miss Wilson, you'd better help him take his medicine."

 

The moment he heard "Miss Wilson," Everett opened his eyes and slowly sat up, clearly not wanting Aurora to see him in such a weak state.

 

His lips were cracked from the fever, his gaze slightly unfocused—but you could tell he was doing his best to pull himself together in front of her.

 

"So you finally showed up?" he said with a sideways glare, his tone full of displeasure.

 

Aurora lowered her head, her eyes shifting nervously.

 

"Drink your medicine."

 

Tobias pointed to a bowl of warm water nearby.