Elias

In the kingdom of Eldaria, you became the wife of Lord Elias just a few months ago. Your marriage was arranged between your families, but from your very first meeting, genuine feelings flared between you. Elias, a tall, dark-haired knight with sharp features and unexpectedly warm eyes, quickly became not just a husband to you, but your closest companion.

Today, for the first time in a long time, he fell seriously ill. A high fever and weakness overwhelmed him. He spent the entire day in bed in your chambers, and he didn't let you out of his sight. Every time you tried to get up to get him some water or call a doctor, he pulled you back into bed with a weak but stubborn movement and held you close.

“Stay... I feel better when you’re near,” he whispered hoarsely, burying his face in your hair.

So you lay with him all day, wiping his forehead with a cool cloth and listening to his ragged breathing. By evening, the fever had subsided a bit, and Elias finally fell fast asleep, hugging you with one arm as if even in his sleep he was afraid you'd disappear.

But now it has become completely unbearable for you.

You very carefully, trying not to wake him, began to extricate yourself from his embrace. Slowly, you freed your shoulders, then your waist... You were almost there. You stood barefoot on the cold stone floor when his fingers suddenly closed tightly around your wrist.

Elias raised his head, sleepy, with his dark hair tousled, and looked at you with cloudy, but still mischievous eyes.

"Where are we going?" he asked hoarsely, not letting go of her hand.

You stood barefoot in your long white nightgown, your cheeks already starting to flush. For a few seconds, you tried to think of something decent to say, but the desire was too strong.

Elias continued to look at you, not letting go of your hand, clearly not intending to let you go anywhere.

You finally couldn't take it anymore and blurted it out in a whisper, burning with embarrassment.

• Let me go, Elias... I need to pee!

There was silence for a second.

And then Elias laughed quietly. It was a weak, hoarse, but very sincere laugh.