Barbarians wife

11:A little fever

Autumn

I woke up feeling hot, heavy and In complete agony. I can't remember a time I felt more miserable.

I sat all the way up to see thoren had already gotten up.

I felt too sick to get up but there was much work to do before winter came so I forced my achy body up from bed a carried on to the washroom.

I groan and dragged my way there it was a miracle thoren hadn't found me yet.

I signed as I reach the bathroom. Looking into the mirror I realized I had to do something with my hair.

I looked up at in discontentment as a simply braided it back into two braids. Thoren loved when I wore my hair out and it was never too much work so normally for him I would but today I couldn't take myself to do it.

After quickly washing my self I dragged myself out of the bathroom and downstairs to the kitchen.

The whole way down I'd coughed up a storm unable to help myself.

I questioned if I even wanted to work in my condition. I was always getting sick but rarely, if ever did I let it hold my from my duties.

Loud steps eventually made their way to the kitchen. I tried my best to stop my wild coughing as not to worry him, he was always worrying over small thing like scratches or cuts or sneezes.

He acted as if I were the most fragile thing in the world.

My husband stood over me with a worried expression on his face letting me know that he'd caught on to me.

"Your pale" he commented

I pretended to pay him no mind, turning the other way so he couldn't see my face.

"Am I? I feel fine, Maybe it's just the lighting " I force out

I could hear an annoyed huff come from him but ignore it.

I turn to the Corner of the kitchen to collect some potatoes to wash and cook but end up getting trapped when thoren's large figure towers over me from behind.

" autumn" he grunts

I feel my heart drop to my ass. Thoren was extremely protective over me and if he find out that I'm unwell he'd have me in bed rest all day.

I continue acting as if everything is fine and put a few potatoes on in my arms.

"Yes" I squeak not daring to turn around

A roaring fit of coughs unexpectedly come out of my body as I drop the potato's trying to cover my mouth.

As soon as the cough came out of my mouth I was scooped up off the ground and into his arms.

Something felt off, different, almost as if thoren was panicking.

He ran upstairs threw me on the bed and ran back out. I could hear him rummaging around running up and down the stairs.

Eventually he returned to the room, arms full with miscellaneous items, most of which being glass bottles the jiggled and clanked as he ran around.

"Thoren what's all that" I asked confused as to what he was going to do with all these items.

Before I got an answer he dashed back downstairs in search of his next pile of random items.

Moments later he ran back up with bundles of fire wood. He chucked at least a days worth of wood into the fireplace and started a fire.

"Thoren im fi-" I was cut off by him pulling my feet so I was laying flat on my back.

He began aggressively stripping me. As much as I tried to resist he pushed my hands away.

I'd finally gotten fed up with his aggression and pushed him back and pulled my dress over my almost naked body.

"What the hell has gotten into you" i huffed

"Lay down and let me heal you" he order reaching hand out to me.

"NO" I shouted pushing it away.

I could see anger grow in his eyes as he gave me a warning.

Timidly I laid down like instructed and let him work.

For what felt like an eternity he ran through out the house like a headless chicken picking more things up, rubbing just about everything imaginable on my skin, and poking and prodding at me repeatedly.

I didn't have the strength to stop him anymore so  accepted it .

At some point he stopped, kneeled Down and looked at me, waiting, for what i don't know.

After some time of careful inspection he filled a glass with a purple liquid that smelled horrid.

Smelling the stench of the liquid i some how conjured the strength to push back.

"There is no way in hell your putting that in my body" I protest

I can almost see steam coming out of his ears as he rose to his full stature, once again dwarfing me and everything in the room.

I sat upright on the bed without a stitch of clothing on starting back at him.

"You need to learn obedience. Even if you must learn it the hard way." He grit

Whatever foolish confidence I had In myself before hand quickly left me and my blood went cold. I force a breath into my tired lungs and fix my posture showing rebellion to his threats.

"You can't hit me I'm sick" I say praying it was true.

Without another word he takes the cup and chugs the purple liquid.

Or so I thought, his real plan being revealed to me as he inched closer to me.

At the speed of light he pinned my wrists down to the bed which was now struggling to hold his weight as it did every night.

"THOREN" I yell out squirming underneath his hot body.

Despite my thrashing about he moved one of my hands to his other hand so it now had both my arms pinned.

With the other arm he reached for my chin.

I bashed my head from side to side and kicked my feet.

I didn't dare open my mouth to scream as he held my head in place. That was until I felt a sharp prick against my skin.

Accidentally I let out a gasp as the sharp pain surprised me, of course Thoren used this as an opportunity, latching his mouth onto mine letting way for the vile concoction.

Tasting the damage that had been I quickly swallowed.

After a few gulps I felt myself gag as it burned its way down my throat, rather then comfort me Thoren unlatches and covers my mouth with his hand.

"Swallow it, every single drop" he growled igniting another kind of fire in me. As instructed i swallows every drop.

Hesitantly Thoren lifts his hand from my mouth and releases his harsh grip from my likely now bruised wrists.

The soft crackle of the fire and my heavy pants were all that was heard afterwards.

"Your always so rough" I whined with tears forming.

"I know, princess, but it's for the best" he comforts reaching out to me

My stomach feels light at the new pet name.

My gaze hardens as back up pushing his hand away.

Suddenly I feel lightheaded and faint and the room goes dark and the sound of the crackling fire gets dim. My body gets too heavy to keep upright.

"Rest"

It's all I hear before darkness takes over.

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