Chapter 132
Chapter 132 Another bloody mistake.
The sickness started slowly in the day, and then it hit her all at once. She was in the middle of washing
dishes when a dizziness overcame her and she copsed on the cold ground. The guard that had been
helping her nearby picked her up and carried her to where William was speaking quietly with a ghostly
Enzo.
They’d set their party up in a temporary cabin that hadn’t yet been touched by the sickness. Or, they set
themselves up while the vigers suffered in the other ones. William dropped the papers he was holding
and took her in his arms the second he saw her. Already she felt sweaty and nauseated as if she was
about to throw up all over him. How had it gotten a hold of her so fast?
“You got sick! I fucking knew this was going to happen!” William growled and carried her up to one of the
empty rooms. Each of his stomps were like echos in her throbbing mind. He ced her in the center of
the bed and started to pull off her boots and thick sweater. 1
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“You know,” Enzo appeared at the door, he gripped the frame to hold himself up. He looked pale and as if
he was about to pass out any second. “I haven’t been feeling too well myself.” 1
Just as he said it, he copsed on the floor face first with a loud thump. William grumbled furiously and
snapped at the nearby guards to take him to another room.
“I’m sure it’s just a cold.” Doris coughed and closed her eyes. “It’ll be over soon, it’s freezing outside.”
“It’s been freezing since the moment we entered the north and you’ve only just gotten sick.” William
snarled. He wrapped her up in the nkets and left the room a secondter. Dread crawled up her
throat, as well as a bit of fear.
They were nning on leaving by nightfall to get to the pce by morning. Now that Enzo and herself
were sick-they could be here for days until they were both fit to travel again.
It was hard to lift her head when she tried to sit up, it felt as if a led weight pulled her back down to the
bed. The second her head hit the pillow, she was out.
Doris woke in a pool of her own sweat. The nkets were kicked down to her feet and she’d never seen
sheets in such a twisted state.
“Stop moving, you’ll only get sick again.” William said from beside her. She turned to see him seated in a
chair with a bucket and towels next to him.
“Again?” Doris whispered. Her voice was hoarse and scratchy as if she hadn’t used it in years.
“You’ve woken up to throw up about four times.” William leaned forward to wipe the sweat from her brow.
“And then you would pass out the second you were done.”
“I don’t remember any of that.” Doris leaned her heavy head back on the pillows. A wave of chills passed
through her body, he got up and brought the nkets back around her shoulders. “Was any medicine
found?”
William snorted and leaned back in the chair. “From where the outside snow? No, none of the medicine
that we brought has worked on anyone.”
“Is Enzo doing okay?” She didn’t have the energy to roll her eyes at his ridicules tone. He shifted beside
her.
“He’s worse than you. I’ve never seen anyone look that sick before.” William said without a hint of
sarcasm left in his voice. Doris could see the crease of worry form between his brows and she wanted to
smooth it away. 1
“It’ll pass. Don’t worry.” Doris whispered. When she reached for his hand, he yanked it away
“Why is it that you can’t help but go against mymands? I told you not to get close to anyone and you
let an old fucker cough in your face!” He stood and kicked the metal bucket across the room. Doris
flinched when it hit the wall. At least it wasn’t full of her vomit.
Slowly, Doris tried to pull herself up but didn’t get far. “I didn’t invite him to cough on me, William.” Doris
said in a strained voice. Her throat was starting to bum and she only wished she could swallow a pound
of snow to sooth it. “I was just trying to be a good person. It’s not wrong to want to help people.” 1
“It is if it gets you killed.” William growled. He turned to face her and gripped the edge of the bed frame.
“At the pce, you never went against my wishes. You did everything I asked and you never—“
“What? I neverined? I was a ve, William. I’m not allowed toin or tell people how 1-“
Doris coughed into her arm. “Or tell people how I feel. I’m supposed to blend into the walls and allow
everyone higher up than me to abuse me. I’m sorry that you miss that version of myself, but I’ve finally
learned how to respect myself.”
Silence fell over the room. He didn’t break eye contact with her for a second. She felt sweat drip down
the center of her back as she stared at him.
“I’m sure once we get back to the castle things will—“Doris coughed again. “Things will be back to how
they were. You can demand me to do whatever you want and I’ll cower away from you and hide when I
hear your footsteps.”
“Doris, that’s not what I meant—“
“It’s not? Then what did you mean, William? You don’t want me to make my own decisions and you get
mad when I want to make up my own mind.”
“Look where some of those decisions led you, Doris! On your death bed!”
“I don’t regret trying to help people who are suffering. I tried to help and I know it wasn’t enough but at
least I tried.” Dorisid back against the bed and closed her eyes. “I was almost beaten to death by your
lady at the pce and all you did was tell her to hurt me in private next time—that she wasn’t acting like
ady.”
Doris heard an intake of breath, she continued before he said anything. “I almost was killed for being
wrongly used of a poisoning. I almost died several times just on this journey. If this was why I go, I
would say it’s a lot better than the other reasons.” She whispered. 2
He said nothing, but she knew he was still there. She could hear his breathing turn from heavy to lighter
as if he was letting his emotions simmer out of him. Doris pulled the nkets more around herself and
sunk deeper inside the bed.
“I would have never let her kill you.” William said before he finally left the room. His words echoed around
her but fell to the floor uselessly. For a man that was built on actions rather than words, he missed the
mark on that one. 1
The next time she woke up again, he was standing over her bed with a steaming cup. For a moment,
she’dpletely forgotten where she was and what had happened to her. She was halfway out of a
fever dream.
“Drink this.” He ordered. Doris tried to sit up but kept falling back. He finally gripped her and helped her
sit up all the way.
“What is it?” Doris took it with shaky hands. She felt as if her insides were starting to shut down on her.
When she looked down at the tea, it looked more red than usual.
“It’s whatever tea they had on hand and my blood.” William sat next to her on the edge of the bed. Doris
shook her head and tried to had it back.
“Thest time I took that, I had the most awful dreams—”
“And you’ll have them again.” He pushed the cup back towards her. Doris sighed. “ My blood might get
this sickness out of your system before it gets worse. Now, drink.” “What if it doesn’t?” Doris asked
quietly. She felt a fit of coughs try to crawl their way up her throat.
William looked at her for a moment. As if he was trying to assess every inch of her.“ If it doesn’t, I’ll go
out into the storm and I won’t stop until I’ve found something to cure you.” He said gently. He brushed
her hair behind her ear. 1
Storm? She didn’t realize they’d been in a storm. She nced out the window by her bed to see nothing
but white. William turned her chin back to him and lifted the cup to her lips.
Doris kept her eyes on his blue ones as she tilted the tea back and drank every drop. When he took the
cup back, sleep had already taken her under.