Prince of The Seven Seas

Chapter nineteen

“Okay, so just drink some of this first.” Eleanor insisted as she motioned over the cup of purple liquid Louis’s way, she pushed some of her hair over her shoulder while she continued searching through the large trunk of medical supplies that lay on the floor between her feet.

Louis accepted the cup with a purse to his lips. His eyes glanced down at the fluid in disgust. Unable to stop himself, he watched down at his friend, “What exactly is ‘this’?” He questioned with a cringe to his face.

After he managed to leave the dining room, he’d gone straight to Eleanor’s room to see if she could help him with the pain he was obviously experiencing with his arm, not to mention the queasiness in his stomach had yet to vanish.

Danielle leaned on the wall watching on with clear amusement at Louis’s distress and the royal couldn’t even verbally attack because of the fact Eleanor would stop him.

“You’re coming down with something and it should not only help ease the pain on your arm, but also try to fight back whatever virus is coming on you.” She informed simply, her hands still rummaging in the large trunk.

With a cheeky grin, Danielle watched Louis inspect the drink, “I won’t get over the fact that you landed on your arm from your fall though. Haha. I guess fate has a funny way of working?”

Snapping his attention from the cup to the brunette, Louis glowered at her in irritation, “Can you go away?”

Smirking deviously, she shook her head, “Afraid not.”

“Come on guys.” Eleanor sighed while she began rising up, within her grasp was a large roll of surgical bandages, “Alright, Lou just drink that and I’ll wrap this on your arm.”

Louis pouted childishly to see if he could get an alternative to drinking the medicine, but Eleanor shook her head firmly causing him to groan loudly before putting the cup to his lips and gulping it down.

As the rather bitter fluid rushed down his throat, Louis came to realize exactly how dry his throat was. He had been feeling fatigue the whole time he’d been walking down to the lower deck to the room and he still hadn’t eaten anything. His body was notably weaker and he damned the fact that he hadn’t eaten anything.

After he finished the drink, he carelessly tossed the cup to ground and stumbled his feet to take a seat on the bed beside Eleanor.

Apparently not taking notice to his strange steps, Eleanor held her hands out for Louis to extend out his left arm before she pulled out a long length of the bandages.

Louis watched silently as she sighing softly and began to wrap it from the curve of his shoulder,

“This may seem random, but do either of you have a clue how I can get back on Harry’s good graces?” He muttered out with furrowed eyebrows.

Eleanor’s hands visibly paused in apparent surprise and when Louis raised his head to meet with her eyes, she frowned sadly, “I’m the last person you should ask about that.”